East River ferry, New York

In the Sixteen-sixties, so says tradition, Adventure attended those with a mission To cross the East River to Breukelen. At the bank, wind permitting, the citizen Would blow a blast on the horn by a tree, Hermanus van Borsum would come to see Who waited there to be ferried over, Then leave his farm in charge of Rover, Untie the boat -- its occupants Would be rowed across for just six cents.