From the Prelude
Dieses ist Amerika!
This is America!
This is the new world!
Not the present European
Wasted and withering sphere.
This is the new world,
As it was when Columbus
Drew it first from the ocean.
Radiant with its freshening bath;
Still dripping its watery pearls,
In showers and spurts of color
As the light of the sun kisses them . . .
How strong and healthy is this world!
This is no graveyard of Romance;
This is no pile of ruins,
Of fossilized wigs and symbols
Or stale and musty Tradition!
This is America!
This is the new world!
Not the present European
Wasted and withering sphere.
This is the new world,
As it was when Columbus
Drew it first from the ocean.
Radiant with its freshening bath;
Still dripping its watery pearls,
In showers and spurts of color
As the light of the sun kisses them . . .
How strong and healthy is this world!
This is no graveyard of Romance;
This is no pile of ruins,
Of fossilized wigs and symbols
Or stale and musty Tradition!
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