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Lincoln

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Would I might rouse the Lincoln in you all,         That which is gendered in the wilderness         From lonely prairies and God's tenderness.         Imperial soul, star of a weedy stream,         Born where the ghosts of buffaloes still dream,         Whose spirit hoof-beats storm above his grave,         Above that breast of earth and prairie-fire -         Fire that freed the slave.

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