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IN WAR TIME ABRAHAM LINCOLN , 1865

GETTYSBURG

, wave your glorious battle-flags, brave soldiers of the North,

And from the field your arms have won to-day go proudly forth!

For now, O comrades dear and leal,—from whom no ills could part,

Through the long years of hopes and fears, the nation's constant heart,—

Men who have driven so oft the foe, so oft have striven in vain,

Yet ever in the perilous hour have crossed his path again,—

At last we have our hearts' desire, from them we met have wrung 60