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TO A HISTORIAN.
You who celebrate bygones!
Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races — the life that has exhibited itself;
Who have treated of man as the creature of politics, aggregates, rulers and priests;
I,habitué of the Alleghanies, treating man as he is in himself, in his own rights,
Pressing the pulse of the life that has seldom ex- hibited itself, (the great pride of man in him- self;)
Chanter of Personality, outlining what is yet to be,
I project the history of the future.
Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races — the life that has exhibited itself;
Who have treated of man as the creature of politics, aggregates, rulers and priests;
I,habitué of the Alleghanies, treating man as he is in himself, in his own rights,
Pressing the pulse of the life that has seldom ex- hibited itself, (the great pride of man in him- self;)
Chanter of Personality, outlining what is yet to be,
I project the history of the future.
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