Take my leaves America, take them South and take them North,

Make welcome for them everywhere, for they are your own off-spring,

Surround them East and West, for they would surround you,

And you precedents, connect lovingly with them, for they connect

lovingly with you.

I conn'd old times,

I sat studying at the feet of the great masters,

Now if eligible O that the great masters might return and study me.

In the name of these States shall I scorn the antique?

Why these are the children of the antique to justify it.