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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472343" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Sentiment Offered At The Dinner To H. I. H. The Prince Napoleon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AT THE REVERE HOUSE,<br>SEPTEMBER 25,1861</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE land of sunshine and of song!<br>Her name your hearts divine;<br>To her the banquet's vows belong<br>Whose breasts have poured its wine;<br>Our trusty friend, our true ally<br>Through varied change and chance<br>So, fill your flashing goblets high,--<br>I give you, VIVE LA FRANCE!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Above our hosts in triple folds<br>The selfsame colors spread,<br>Where Valor's faithful arm upholds<br>The blue, the white, the red;<br>Alike each nation's glittering crest<br>Reflects the morning's glance,--<br>Twin eagles, soaring east and west<br>Once more, then, VIVE LA FRANCE!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sister in trial! who shall count<br>Thy generous friendship's claim,<br>Whose blood ran mingling in the fount<br>That gave our land its name,<br>Till Yorktown saw in blended line<br>Our conquering arms advance,<br>And victory's double garlands twine<br>Our banners? VIVE LA FRANCE!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O land of heroes! in our need<br>One gift from Heaven we crave<br>To stanch these wounds that vainly bleed,--<br>The wise to lead the brave!<br>Call back one Captain of thy past<br>From glory's marble trance,<br>Whose name shall be a bugle-blast<br>To rouse us! VIVE LA FRANCE!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pluck Conde's baton from the trench,<br>Wake up stout Charles Martel,<br>Or find some woman's hand to clench<br>The sword of La Pucelle!<br>Give us one hour of old Turenne,--<br>One lift of Bayard's lance,--<br>Nay, call Marengo's Chief again<br>To lead us! VIVE LA FRANCE!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, hush! our welcome Guest shall hear<br>But sounds of peace and joy;<br>No angry echo vex thine ear,<br>Fair Daughter of Savoy<br>Once more! the land of arms and arts,<br>Of glory, grace, romance;<br>Her love lies warm in all our hearts<br>God bless her! VIVE LA FRANCE!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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SEPTEMBER 25,1861

THE land of sunshine and of song!
Her name your hearts divine;
To her the banquet's vows belong
Whose breasts have poured its wine;
Our trusty friend, our true ally
Through varied change and chance
So, fill ..."></div>
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