Ships from seas by nature barred, Mount along ways by man prepared; Along far stretching vales, whose streams Seek other seas, their canvas gleams, And busy towns grow up on coasts Thronged yesterday by airy ghosts.
Hoar shares a poetic reflection on the transformative power of human engineering on nature.
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We speak of a light that makes darkness visible; and similarly there are sounds that deepen the long intervals of silence with which they alternate.
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