But to you, whose every face is expressive of generous affection--to you, in whose every countenance I see kindness and friendship--I cannot speak.

It is too much for me.

It overcomes my powers of speech.

It is a new scene to me.
* * * * * * "Amongst the sentiments which I have expressed, and the observations which I have made during my brief tour through this portion of your State, it was impossible for me to forego a constant comparison with what New York was in other days, and what it is now.

I first set my feet upon the soil of the now Empire State, in 1785.