To the East and to the West
TO the East and to the West;
To the man of the Seaside State, and of Pennsylvania,
To the Kanadian of the North-to the Southerner I love;
These, with perfect trust, to depict you as myself-the germs are in all men;
I believe the main purport of These States is to found a superb friendship, exalté,
previously unknown,
Because I perceive it waits, and has been always waiting, latent in all men.
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