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    "text": "What hurrying human tides, or day or night!",
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   {
    "text": "What passions, winnings, losses, ardors, swim thy waters!",
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   {
    "text": "What whirls of evil, bliss and sorrow, stem thee!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "What curious questioning glances⁠—glints of love!",
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   {
    "text": "Leer, envy, scorn, contempt, hope, aspiration!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou portal⁠—thou arena⁠—thou of the myriad long-drawn lines and groups!",
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   {
    "text": "(Could but thy flagstones, curbs, façades, tell their inimitable tales;",
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   {
    "text": "Thy windows rich, and huge hotels⁠—thy side-walks wide;)",
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   {
    "text": "Thou of the endless sliding, mincing, shuffling feet!",
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   {
    "text": "Thou, like the parti-colored world itself⁠—like infinite, teeming, mocking life!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou visor’d, vast, unspeakable show and lesson!",
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