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Amid the storms of freedom were we cradled; in the struggles of freedom have our joints been knit; on the rich aliment of freedom have we grown to our present stature.
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gutenberg.orgAmid the storms of freedom were we cradled; in the struggles of freedom have our joints been knit; on the rich aliment of freedom have we grown to our present stature.
Mann poetically describes the foundational role of freedom in shaping the American identity and character.
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