In the truest sense, freedom cannot be bestowed; it must be achieved.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.
These fallen heroes represent the character of a nation who has a long history of patriotism and honor - and a nation who has fought many battles to keep our country free from threats of terror.
Then imitate the action of the tiger; stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
Our cheer goes back to them, the valiant dead! Laurels and roses on their graves to-day, lilies and laurels over them we lay, and violets o'er each unforgotten head.
"Dead upon the field of glory," Hero fit for song and story.
Our nation owes a debt to its fallen heroes that we can never fully repay, but we can honor their sacrifice.
Cover them over with beautiful flowers, Deck them with garlands, those brothers of ours, Lying so silent by night and by day.
And I'm proud to be an American, Where at least I know I'm free, And I won't forget the men who died, Who gave that right to me And I'll proudly stand up next to him to defend her still today, Cuz there aint no doubt I love this land, God bless the USA
There is nothing wrong with America that cannot be cured with what is right in America.
Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers; Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours.
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Freedom cannot be bestowed - it must be achieved.
Memorial Day this year is especially important as we are reminded almost daily of the great sacrifices that the men and women of the Armed Services make to defend our way of life.
Cover them over with beautiful flowers, Deck them with garlands, those brothers of ours, Lying so silent by night and by day Sleeping the years of their manhood away. Give them the meed they have won in the past; Give them the honors their future forcast; Give them the chaplets they won in the strife; Give them the laurels they lost with their life.
Ah! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her brave -
Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth; Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth.
The Flag still floats unblotted with defeat! But ah the blood that keeps its ripples red, The starry lives that keep its field alight.
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.
Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? Are they dead that yet act? Are they dead that yet move upon society and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism?
Alas, how can we help but mourn When hero bosoms yield their breath! A century itself may bear But once the flower of such a death.
Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land, God Bless the U.S.A.
Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Dream of battled fields no more. Days of danger, nights of waking.
They saw their injured country's woe.
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