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And now, I am dying beyond my means.
And now, I am dying beyond my means.
Let me think... I wonder if an anvil will drop like an apple?
Let me think... I wonder if an anvil will drop like an apple?
The line of red are lines of blood, nobly and unselfishly shed by
men who loved the liberty of read more
The line of red are lines of blood, nobly and unselfishly shed by
men who loved the liberty of their fellowmen more than they loved
their fellowmen more than they lover their own lives and
fortunes. God forbid that we would have to use the blood of
America to freshen the color of the flag. But if it should ever
be necessary, that flag will be colored once more, and in being
colored will be glorified and purified.
What we know is not much. What we don't know is enormous.
What we know is not much. What we don't know is enormous.
And bold and hard adventures t' undertake,
Leaving his country for his country's sake.
And bold and hard adventures t' undertake,
Leaving his country for his country's sake.
Our country is the common parent of all.
[Lat., Patria est communis omnium parens.]
Our country is the common parent of all.
[Lat., Patria est communis omnium parens.]
I do love
My country's good with a respect more tender,
More holy and profound, then mine read more
I do love
My country's good with a respect more tender,
More holy and profound, then mine own life,
My dear wife's estimate, her womb increase,
And treasure of my loins.
The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield
and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all read more
The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield
and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over
this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when
again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of
our nature.
