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1. Flood-tide below me! I watch you face to face; / Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! I see you also face to face.
2. Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are / to me! / On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross, returning home, / are more curious to me than you suppose; / And you that shall cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, / and more in my meditations, than you might suppose.