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As she, the illustrious Emigre (having, it is true, iu her day, although the same, 



changed, journey'd considerable), 

 Making directly for this rendezvous — vigorously clearing a path for herself — 



striding through the confusion, 

 By thud of machinery and shrill steam-whistle undismay'd, 

 Bluff 'd not a bit by drain-pipe, gasometers, artificial fertilizers, 

 Smiling and pleased, with palpable intent to stay, 

 She's here, install'd amid'the kitchen ware ! 



IV. 



But hold — don't I forget my manners? 



To introduce the Stranger (what else indeed have I come for?) to thee, Columbia : 



In Liberty's name, welcome, Immortal ! clasp hands, 



And ever henceforth Sisters dear be both. 



Fear not, O Muse ! truly new ways and days receive, surround you 

 (I candidly confess, a cpieer, queer race, of novel fashion), 

 And yet the same old human race — the same within, without, 

 Faces and hearts the same — feelings the same — yearnings the same, 

 The same old love — beauty and use the same. 



V. 



"We do not blame thee, Elder World — nor separate ourselves from thee: 



("Would the Son separate himself from the Father ? ) 



Looking back on thee — seeing thee to thy duties, grandeurs, through past ages 



bending, building, 

 We build to ours to-day. 



Mightier than Egypt's tombs, 

 Fairer than Grecia's, Roma's temples, 

 Prouder than Milan's statued, spired Cathedral, 

 More picturesque than Rhenish castle-keeps, 

 We plan, even now, to raise, beyond them all, 

 Thy great Cathedral, sacred Industry — no tomb, 

 A Keep for life for practical Invention. 



As in a waking vision, 



E'en while I chant, I see it rise — I scan and prophesy otitside and in, 



Its manifold ensemble. 



VI. 



Around a Palace, 



Loftier, fairer, ampler than any yet, 



Earth's modern Wonder, History's Seven outstripping, 



High rising tier on tier, with glass and iron facades. 



Gladdening the sun and sky — enhued in cheerfulest hues, 



Bronze, lilac, robin's egg, marine and crimson, 



Over whose golden roof shall flaunt, beneath thy banner, Freedom, 



The banners, of The States, the flags of every land, 



A brood of lofty, fair, but lesser Palaces shall cluster. 



