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And now what an educator this emprise hath proved to be ! 

 Looking back a generation, what results we come to see. 

 Better farms and better mansions, better harvests now than then ; 

 Better quadrupeds and bipeds,— brighter women, thriftier men! 



So, one thing begets another, through our life-work as we go, 

 And each tributary makes the river grander in its flow ; 

 And unto what vast proportions it shall magnify and swell. 

 In the century that's coming, who shall venture to foretell? 



In that wondrous exhibition, now surprising all the earth. 



How we witness, with amazement, to what Art hath given birth ; 



Unto patient Labor wedded, as together, hand in hand. 



They have cultured all the planet and embellished every land ! 



See how Russia vies with Turkey, and AustraUa with Japan, 

 In the onward march of progress, all contesting for the van ; 

 Side by side see China, Germany and Austria advance, 

 With the Netherlands, Spain, Norway, Sweden, Italy, and France! 



Then the Argentine Republic, Chili, Mexico, Brazil, 



In the world's confederation, each a mission to fulfill ; 



While old England, on whose vast domains there looks no setting sun. 



With a pride we all forgive her, shows the trophies she has won I 



Unto all of these according, as we do, the meed of praise. 

 How our own beloved Columbia evokes our own amaze ! 

 As in each field of endeavor, each proud i-ival she defies. 

 In the tournament of nations, bearing off the highest prize ! 



And for all her sudden glory, I assert that unto you, 

 Men and women of New England, much of ail the praise is due. 

 Take the purple wings of morning, girdle all the globe in vain. 

 Nowhere else shall you discover more of sinew, heart and brain. 



And from out these rural valleys, and from off these mountain slopes. 

 Have gone many brave evangelists of this young nation's hopes. 

 'Tis the country makes the city, and your country boys are they, 

 Who control your grand metropolis and capital, to-day. 



Now the lesson I would leave you, friends and neighbors, as we part. 

 Cultivate not matter only, but the vineyard of the heart. 

 Give the plow its meed of honor, but, no less the brain and pen, 

 And, whatever else, keep raising your true women and good men ! 



