Classic Poem

I have seen some frozenfaced connecticut
Or Down east man in his crack coaster
With tort sail, with folded arms standing
Beside his galley with his dog & man
While his cock crowed aboard, scud thro the surf
By some fast anchored Staten island farm,
But just outside the vast and stirring line
Where the astonished Dutchman digs his clams
Or but half ploughs his cabbage garden plot
With unbroken steeds & ropy harness —
And some squat bantam whom the shore wind drownd
Feebly responded there for all reply,
While the triumphant Yankee's farm swept by.