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[60] The fisher-wives of Salisbury
     The men were all away—
Looked out to see the stranger oar
     Upon their waters play.

Deer-Island's rocks and fir-trees threw
     Their sunset-shadows o'er them,
And Newbury's spire and weathercock
     Peered o'er the pines before them.

Around the Black Rocks, on their left,
     The marsh lay broad and green;
And on their right, with dwarf shrubs crowned,
     Plum Island's hills were seen.

With skilful hand and wary eye
     The harbor-bar was crossed;
A plaything of the restless wave,
     The boat on ocean tossed.

The glory of the sunset heaven
     On land and water lay;
On the steep hills of Agawam,
     On cape, and bluff, and bay.

They passed the gray rocks of Cape Ann,
     And Gloucester's harbor-bar;
The watch-fire of the garrison
     Shone like a setting star.

How brightly broke the morning
     On Massachusetts Bay!
Blue wave, and bright green island,
     Rejoicing in the day.

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