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Show ...I have sworn upon the altar of God... (And the words ring And utter the centuries grown double Since the first day of self-government)...All men are created Equal...The God who gave us life...One code of morality... 0 Poet of the Republic, the forward And epilogue of the years repeat the sayings Your spirit assigns them the power and sentiment They are American, but the times increase by circumstance The nation's identity, and the ideal of the Union establishes Itself outward to the brotherhood of man. The attention of the ode 1 write today reassembles the scene About me I remember unfolded, exotic And austere, the colors of the horizon Un the summer evening I ascended the steps from the terrace To the upper landing, and the same Excitement happens now, and sweet emotion, That quickened in me when I entered the circle of the room. |