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Leaves of Grass (1867)
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THE TORCH.
On my northwest coast in the midst of the night, a
fishermen's group stands watching;
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Out on the lake, expanding before them, others are
spearing salmon;
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The canoe, a dim and shadowy thing, moves across the
black water,
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| Bearing a Torch a-blaze at the prow. |
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