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 The Veteran It was the Veteran, not the reporter, Who has given us freedom of the press. It was the Veteran, not the poet, Who has given us freedom of speech. It was the Veteran, not the lawyer, Who has given us the right to a fair trial. It was the Veteran, not the police, Who has given us the right to be secure in our persons. It was the Veteran, not the campus organizer, Who has given us the right to demonstrate. It is the Veteran, not the politician, Who defends our Nation |
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High Flight Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds...and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of...wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace Where never lark, or even eagle flew. And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee 412 Sqn RCAF Honours and Awards Dinner - April 21 |
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