"May the sun in his course visit no land more free, more happy, more lovely, than this our own country!" -Daniel Webster

We here are dedicated to remembering the Republic, reporting her present state, commemorating her characters, offering examples of her beauty, paying tribute to her glory, and preserving her future.

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God bless the sacred Union.
Because of what America is and what America has done, a firmer courage, a higher hope, inspires the heart of all humanity.
Calvin Coolidge
Lincoln, the Man of the PeopleEdwin Markham So came the Captain with the mighty heart; And when the judgment thunders split the house, Wrenching the rafters from their ancient rest, He held the ridgepole up, and spikt again The rafters of the Home. He held his place— Held the long purpose like a growing tree— Held on through blame and faltered not at praise— Held on in calm rough-hewn sublimity. And when he fell in whirlwind, he went down As when a lordly cedar, green with boughs, Goes down with a great shout upon the hills, And leaves a lonesome place against the sky.

Lincoln, the Man of the People
Edwin Markham

So came the Captain with the mighty heart;
And when the judgment thunders split the house,
Wrenching the rafters from their ancient rest,
He held the ridgepole up, and spikt again
The rafters of the Home. He held his place—
Held the long purpose like a growing tree—
Held on through blame and faltered not at praise—
Held on in calm rough-hewn sublimity.
And when he fell in whirlwind, he went down
As when a lordly cedar, green with boughs,
Goes down with a great shout upon the hills,
And leaves a lonesome place against the sky.

There is something singularly beautiful and appropriate in the music of this wonderful call. Its strains are melancholy, yet full of rest and peace. Its echoes linger in the heart long after its tones have ceased to vibrate in the air. Oliver Wilcox Norton

There is something singularly beautiful and appropriate in the music of this wonderful call. Its strains are melancholy, yet full of rest and peace. Its echoes linger in the heart long after its tones have ceased to vibrate in the air.

Oliver Wilcox Norton

My heart bleeds at the death of every one of our gallant men. Robert E. Lee

My heart bleeds at the death of every one of our gallant men.

Robert E. Lee

These heroes are dead. They died for liberty – they died for us. They are at rest. They sleep in the land they made free, under the flag they rendered stainless, under the solemn pines, the sad hemlocks, the tearful willows, and the embracing vines. They sleep beneath the shadows of the clouds, careless alike of sunshine or of storm, each in the windowless Place of Rest. Earth may run red with other wars – they are at peace. In the midst of battle, in the roar of conflict, they found the serenity of death. I have one sentiment for soldiers living and dead: cheers for the living; tears for the dead. Robert G. Ingersoll

These heroes are dead. They died for liberty – they died for us. They are at rest. They sleep in the land they made free, under the flag they rendered stainless, under the solemn pines, the sad hemlocks, the tearful willows, and the embracing vines. They sleep beneath the shadows of the clouds, careless alike of sunshine or of storm, each in the windowless Place of Rest. Earth may run red with other wars – they are at peace. In the midst of battle, in the roar of conflict, they found the serenity of death. I have one sentiment for soldiers living and dead: cheers for the living; tears for the dead.

Robert G. Ingersoll

I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country. Nathan Hale

I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.

Nathan Hale

For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
William Penn
And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave, for glory lights the soldier’s tomb, and beauty weeps the brave. Joseph Drake

And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave,
for glory lights the soldier’s tomb, and beauty weeps the brave.

Joseph Drake

To all who have climbed sunward and chased the shouting wind, America stops to say: your service and your sacrifice will be remembered forever. George W. Bush

To all who have climbed sunward and chased the shouting wind, America stops to say: your service and your sacrifice will be remembered forever.

George W. Bush

They are dead; but they live in each Patriot’s breast, And their names are engraven on honor’s bright crest. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

They are dead; but they live in each Patriot’s breast,
And their names are engraven on honor’s bright crest.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I have not yet begun to fight! John Paul Jones

I have not yet begun to fight!

John Paul Jones

It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
Abraham Lincoln
Spirit, that made those heroes dare To die, and leave their children free, Bid Time and Nature gently spare The shaft we raise to them and thee. Ralph Waldo Emerson

Spirit, that made those heroes dare
To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

They fell, but o’er that glorious graveFloats free the banner of the cause they died to save. Francis Marion Crawford

They fell, but o’er that glorious grave
Floats free the banner of the cause they died to save.

Francis Marion Crawford

I have never been able to think of the day as one of mourning; I have never quite been able to feel that half-masted flags were appropriate on Decoration Day. I have rather felt that the flag should be at the peak, because those whose dying we commemorate rejoiced in seeing it where their valor placed it. We honor them in a joyous, thankful, triumphant commemoration of what they did. Benjamin Harrison

I have never been able to think of the day as one of mourning; I have never quite been able to feel that half-masted flags were appropriate on Decoration Day. I have rather felt that the flag should be at the peak, because those whose dying we commemorate rejoiced in seeing it where their valor placed it. We honor them in a joyous, thankful, triumphant commemoration of what they did.

Benjamin Harrison

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