Leaves of Grass

  Sea-beauty! stretch’d and basking!
  One side thy inland ocean laving, broad, with copious commerce,
      steamers, sails,
  And one the Atlantic’s wind caressing, fierce or gentle—mighty hulls
      dark-gliding in the distance.
  Isle of sweet brooks of drinking-water—healthy air and soil!
  Isle of the salty shore and breeze and brine!