So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition--
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So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition--
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;
Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,
Due but to one, and crowned with one crest.

Why is it that an extended olive branch often turns to a clinched fist of hatred?

Why is it that an extended olive branch often turns to a clinched fist of hatred?

Then none was for a party;
Than all were for the state;
Then the great man helped read more

Then none was for a party;
Than all were for the state;
Then the great man helped the poor,
And the poor man loved the great:
Then lands were fairly portioned;
Then spoils were fairly sold:
The Romans were like brothers
In the brave days of old.

There with commutual zeal we both had strove
In acts of dear benevolence and love;
Brothers in read more

There with commutual zeal we both had strove
In acts of dear benevolence and love;
Brothers in peace, not rivals in command.

I never use the word "nation" in speaking of the United States.
I always use the word "Union" or read more

I never use the word "nation" in speaking of the United States.
I always use the word "Union" or "Confederacy." We are not a
nation but a union, a confederacy of equal and sovereign States.

If we divine a discrepancy between a man's words and his character, the whole impression of him becomes broken and read more

If we divine a discrepancy between a man's words and his character, the whole impression of him becomes broken and painful; he revolts the imagination by his lack of unity, and even the good in him is hardly accepted.

United we stand; divided we fall

United we stand; divided we fall

Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damn'd
Firm concord holds, men only disagree
Of creatures rational.

Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damn'd
Firm concord holds, men only disagree
Of creatures rational.

Our Union is river, lake, ocean, and sky:
Man breaks not the medal, when God cuts the die!
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Our Union is river, lake, ocean, and sky:
Man breaks not the medal, when God cuts the die!
Though darkened with sulphur, though cloven with steel,
The blue arch will brighten, the waters will heal!