Tuesday, May 31, 2005
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History Lesson
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"We must always remember that America is a great nation today, not because of what fovernment did for people, but because of what people did for themselves and for one another." Richard M. Nixon 1913-1994
In honor of Memorial Day, (yes, I know I'm a little late, but I could not find this till today) I would like to share some verses of a very well known and much loved poem. These verses are my favorites, though many people couldn't tell you which poem they belong to, as they are hardly ever recited. For this reason, I found it difficult to locate the words.
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines on the stream.
Where is that band who so vauntingly swore, That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has washed out their foul footstep's pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave.
O thus be it ever when free men shall stand Between their loved homes and the war's desolation! Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto- "In God is our trust," And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
The valiant defense of Fort McHenry during a British attack on Sept. 13, 1814, inspired a young lawyer. Peering through the smoke after more than 24 hours of bombardment by the British, Francis Scott Key caught sight of Fort McHenry's flag still flying at dawn. It was more than one hundred years later, in 1931 that the words he penned were officially declared the National Anthem. |
posted by cori
5/31/2005 08:58:00 AM
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The ShugaBowl |
Sounds like some kind of sports thing, but in reality, the ShugaBowl is just a little hideaway for me, Sugarcube herself, to let loose my thoughts and occasional creativeness. |
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