12 February 2009

He doesn't look a day over 183

Today was the 200th anniversary of Abraham Lincoln's birth. Many people have written of his greatness, highlighting the way our recent election has drawn his work full circle. I'd like to share the end of his first inaugural address - one of my favorite Lincoln moments.
I am loth to close. We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stre[t]ching from every battle-field, and patriot grave, to every living heart and hearthstone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

The man could write.

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