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America
Wherein do I cast my lot in your ground fallow To what God do I condemn myself, a follower Is it in your past, now resurrected That I plant my emblem, however afflicted My words flow forth as an exhortation To your rapture now emblazened in an emblem An emblem of eagle, of glorious flight Now soaring high in unbreakable night Do I cling to the past, glory misbegotten Or is it the truth, resurrected, in my words begotten The eagles which stood erect and solid, fixed and firm Are now so fluttering, by winds of change thus churned When I study your past, so glorious, now lapsed Am I imagining a glory once alive, now passed Is there a future, a golden gleam To the past portrayed, of Roman beams When I see the outline of honor once teeming Am I but seeing in present but pointless meaning I long for the possibility the future Yet is it but that, a child never yet to ma-ture America my living, guiding light Are ye but the glimmer of hope 'fore dark age, 'fore night
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