Breathes there the man with soul so dead. who never to himself hath said. "This is my own my native landI" Whose heart hath neer within him burnd As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand. God has blessed this country. It became a promised land to peoples from every section of the earth. From every nation and every area they came. the immigrants. the new Americans. giving their talents and the sweat of their brows to build a great country. From the famine stricken farms of Ireland. from the peasant villages of Italy. from the snowswept hill of Sweden. from the coal mines of Wales. from the ghettos of Russia they came. They too. eventually. found freedom and added their strength to America.
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