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LOWER NEW YORK- A STORM by DONALD ROBERT PERRY MARQUIS

First Line: WHITE WING'D BELOW THE DARKLING CLOUDS
Last Line: TO ALL BUT GREED AND GAIN?
Subject(s): NEW YORK CITY; STORMS; MANHATTAN; NEW YORK, NEW YORK; THE BIG APPLE;
White wing'd below the darkling clouds
The driven sea-gulls wheel;
The roused sea flings a storm against
The towers of stone and steel.

The very voice of ocean rings
Along the shaken street—
Dusk, storm, and beauty whelm the world
Where sea and city meet—

But what care they for flashing wings,
Quick beauty, loud refrain,
These huddled thousands, deaf and blind
To all but greed and gain?



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