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This is my home. Home is where the disease is. As long as I stay in America, I'll never run read more
This is my home. Home is where the disease is. As long as I stay in America, I'll never run out of subjects for songs.
The North! the South! the West! the East!
No one the most and none the least,
But read more
The North! the South! the West! the East!
No one the most and none the least,
But each with its own heart and mind,
Each of its own distinctive kind,
Yet each a part and none the whole,
But all together form one soul;
That soul Our Country at its best,
No North, no South, no East, no West,
No yours, no mine, but always Ours,
Merged in one Power our lesser powers,
For no one's favor, great or small,
But all for Each and each for All.
I can hear you. The rest of the world hears you. And the people
who knocked these buildings down read more
I can hear you. The rest of the world hears you. And the people
who knocked these buildings down will hear all of us soon.
"The name of American, which belongs to you, in your national capacity, must always exalt the just pride of Patriotism.... read more
"The name of American, which belongs to you, in your national capacity, must always exalt the just pride of Patriotism.... It should be the highest ambition of every American to extend his views beyond himself, and to bear in mind that his conduct will not only affect himself, his country, and his immediate posterity; but that its influence may be co-extensive with the world, and stamp political happiness or misery on ages yet unborn." --George Washington
The light may be fading on the 20th century, but the sun is still
rising on America.
The light may be fading on the 20th century, but the sun is still
rising on America.
Asylum of the oppressed of every nation.
Asylum of the oppressed of every nation.
Out where the handclasp's a little stronger,
Out where the smile swells a little longer,
That's where read more
Out where the handclasp's a little stronger,
Out where the smile swells a little longer,
That's where the West begins.
A people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle, and not
yet hardened into the bone read more
A people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle, and not
yet hardened into the bone of manhood.
