All you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages,

You have not learned of Nature — of the politics of Nature, you have not learned the great amplitude, rectitude, impartiality.

You have not seen that only such as they are for These States,

And that what is less than they, must sooner or later lift off from These States.

I hear you have been asking for something to represent the new race, our self-poised Democracy,

Therefore I send you my poems, that you behold in them what you wanted.

I see in you the estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours in the great sea.