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!

(Paumanok 613) Jayne's Hill, Long Island, where Whitman used to walk.