Sail， sail thy best， ship of Democracy，
Of value is thy freight， 'tis not the Present only，
The Past is also stored in thee，
Thou holdest not the venture of thyself alone， not of the
Western continent alone，
Earth's resume entire floats on thy keel O ship， is steadied by
thy spars，
With thee Time voyages in trust， the antecedent nations sink
or swim with thee，
With all their ancient struggles， martyrs， heroes， epics， wars，
thou bear'st the other continents，
Theirs， theirs as much as thine， the destination-port
triumphant；
Steer then
