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The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets To rise, ascend, and culminate above Eternity’s horizon evermore.

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Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country’s Banner!
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Banner Cheer Country Filling Shout Star
The rapturous touch of some divine surpriseFlash deep suffusion of celestial dyes
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Divine Rapturous Suffusion Surprise Touch
O most illustrious of the days of time! Day full of joy and benison to earth When Thou wast born, sweet Babe of Bethlehem!
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Angel Babe Born Christmas Illustrious Sweet Time
None of the prophets old, So lofty or so bold! No form of danger shakes his dauntless breast; In loneliness sublime
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Bold Breast Courage Dauntless Giving Loneliness
The weary Body, longing for repose, On the gained level of the day’s ascent, Halts for the night and pitches there its tent.
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Ascent Body Day Gained Longing Night Pitch Repose
Where our fathers in fight, nobly strove for the Right, Struck down their fierce foemen or put them to flight
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Father Fight Foemen Nobly Strove Stuck
Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
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Answer Need Paradise Unfallen Poetry Speech Suffice
Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
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Dust Eye Ignorance Ourselves Prejudice
Let us not doubt that God has a father’s pity towards us, and that in the removal of that which is dearest to us He is still loving and kind.
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Dearest Death Doubt Father God Removal
On eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep Descends the solemn mystery of sleep, Toiling and climbing to the very close
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Climbing Eye Mystery Night Sleep Weep
O, beautiful and grand, My own, my native land! Of thee I boast: Great empire of the west, The dearest and the best, Made up of all the rest, I love thee most.
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Beautiful Country Empire Land Native West
The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven
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Bind Heaven Loose Mouth Power Truth
The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets To rise, ascend, and culminate above Eternity’s horizon evermore.
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Above Ascend Culminate Eternity Evermore Horizon
Within a bony labrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aerial wave, This sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o’er all the Powers of Sound.
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Aerial Bony Cave Labrinthean Loss Mystic Pulse Sense Sweet
He dares confront the time, And speak the truth, and give the world no rest No kingly threat can cowardize his breath, He with majestic step goes forth to meet his death.
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Breath Confront Coward Dare Speak Time Truth
The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
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Belong One Power Sense Understood

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