Song of the Exposition.

1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, To give it our own identity, average, limitless, free; To fill the gross, the torpid bulk with vital religious fire; Not to repel or destroy, so much as accept, fuse, rehabilitate; To obey, as well as command—to follow, more than to lead; These also are the lessons of our New World; —While how little the New, after all—how much the Old, Old World!…