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Through every land and clime beneath the sun;
From torrid belt to where the frozen zones Engirt the earth, in fair Columbia's name,
Chicago called, to subjects and to thrones, And craved that for a season they should come,
To honor him who braved the unknown sea, And found a land where men have learned to know
Their human rights, and knowing them are free; To celebrate the time when fate unfurled Advancement's banner in the western world.
Thus nations came and brought their handiwork; Their wondrous arts, their learning and their thought; Their ways, their manners and their mysteries,
And with these sovereign states, they freely wrought To build the great White City, marvelous
And grand, that as a vision came and went, Its dazzling beauty flashed in lucent light Upon the soul, and then with echo blent.
'Twas there! 'Tis gone ! It did not only seem, Yet now 'tis but a memory and a dream.
Man stood surprised, bewildered and amazed, Amid the work that he himself had done;
Spellbound and marveling, in awe he gazed— Delighted yet—upon the victory won.
The world was here, in every shade and phase; |
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