Oh, beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain...
They have said their prayers, and they stay for death. "Henry V" (4.2.56) ~
For amber waves of grain...
They have said their prayers, and they stay for death. "Henry V" (4.2.56) ~
William Shakespeare
For purple mountain majesties
Above thy fruited plain!
Let them come: They come like sacrifices in their trim, And to the fire-eyed maid of smoky war. All hot and bleeding will we offer them: The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit Up to the ears in blood. "Henry IV, Part 1" (4.1.116-21) ~ William Shakespeare
America, America,
God shed His grace on thee
His sword, death's stamp, Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot He was a thing of blood, whose every motion Was timed with dying cries "Coriolanus" (2.2.109-12) ~ William Shakespeare
And crown thy good with brotherhood
There are few die well that die in battle. (Henry V 4.1.141) ~ William Shakespeare
From sea to shining sea.
And in this seat of peace tumultuous wars Shall kin with kin and kind with kind confound; Disorder, horror, fear and mutiny Shall here inhabit, and this land be call'd The field of Golgotha and dead men's skulls. (King John 4.1.145-50) ~ William Shakespeare
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"Give me your tired, your poor,Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me.I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
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"It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace-- but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!" ~ Patrick Henry
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In honor of all those who offered a life in pursuit of a dream or nightmare..
The sacrifice remains the same.
Our fallen heroes could not know our one voices raised in sacred prayer
And we don't know their names.
Let us remember, truly remember what was fought and died for and why we are where we are right now. The loss of one diminishes you as it does me and all of us together.
Support our troops - Bring them home - Now -
Now - Now!!!
For purple mountain majesties
Above thy fruited plain!
Let them come: They come like sacrifices in their trim, And to the fire-eyed maid of smoky war. All hot and bleeding will we offer them: The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit Up to the ears in blood. "Henry IV, Part 1" (4.1.116-21) ~ William Shakespeare
America, America,
God shed His grace on thee
His sword, death's stamp, Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot He was a thing of blood, whose every motion Was timed with dying cries "Coriolanus" (2.2.109-12) ~ William Shakespeare
And crown thy good with brotherhood
There are few die well that die in battle. (Henry V 4.1.141) ~ William Shakespeare
From sea to shining sea.
And in this seat of peace tumultuous wars Shall kin with kin and kind with kind confound; Disorder, horror, fear and mutiny Shall here inhabit, and this land be call'd The field of Golgotha and dead men's skulls. (King John 4.1.145-50) ~ William Shakespeare
_________________________________________________
"Give me your tired, your poor,Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me.I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
_________________________________________________
"It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace-- but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!" ~ Patrick Henry
_________________________________________________
In honor of all those who offered a life in pursuit of a dream or nightmare..
The sacrifice remains the same.
Our fallen heroes could not know our one voices raised in sacred prayer
And we don't know their names.
Let us remember, truly remember what was fought and died for and why we are where we are right now. The loss of one diminishes you as it does me and all of us together.
Support our troops - Bring them home - Now -
Now - Now!!!
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