am loth to close. We are not we must not be aliens or enemies, but fellow countrymen and brethren friends. We must not be enemies. AlThough passion may have has strained, it must not break our bonds of affection too hardly they must not, I am sure they will not be broken. The mystic chords of memory, stretching which proceeding from every so many battle-fields, and so many patriot graves, to every living pass through all the hearts and all the hearthstone, all overin this broad land, continent of ours will yet again swell the chorus of the Union, harmonize in their ancient music when again touched breathed upon, as surely they will be, by the guardian angel of the nation. better angels of our nature. Lincoln's
( Joshua Wolf Shenk )
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