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Coming, clean from the Maryland-end
Of this great National Road of ours,
Through your vast West; with the time to spend,
Stopping for days in the main towns, where
Every citizen seemed a friend,
And friends grew thick as the wayside flowers, -
I found no thing that I might narrate
More singularly strange or queer
Than a thing I found in your sister-state
Ohio, - at a river-town - down here
In my notebook: Zanesville - situate
On the stream Muskingum - broad and clear,