The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield 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.
Sherman invokes a poetic vision of national unity and remembrance in times of division.
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But some of you may say, all this is very well, but what will you do to save the Union?
I would regard it as a public calamity to have the power of this House placed, directly or indirectly, under the control of this administration.
You have all contributed, more or less, in perverting the public mind as to our principles and purposes.
What boy did not feel the gushings of patriotic emotion when one of these old veterans appeared upon the stage.
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