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Are we the same voice,
who, with trinkets and toys,
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moccasins, blankets, and paint,
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and a costume most quaint,
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on the sixth of october,
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the long journey over,
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came to this friendly roof, six months ago?
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Yes, we are the very same
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who to these good barracks came,
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where kindly friends a welcome gave us,
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did all they could to teach and save us,
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from idle habits and bad ways,
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and carried us safely
through the maze of reading,
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writing, and of talking,
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and even improved our walking.
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Heralds of fame and history,
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unroll your scroll of mystery,
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then with your silver trumpets last,
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unloose the shut gates of the past
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and call colombia's heroes fourth,
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proclaim them east, west, south, and north.
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Then boomed the pinta's signal gun,
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the first that ever broke,
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the sleep of that new world,
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the sound echoing to
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forest depths profound, a continent awoke.
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I see a train of exiles stand
amid the desert desolate,
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and the fathers of massachusetts land,
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the daring pioneers of fate
who braved the perils of sea and earth...
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you've taken our rivers and mountains
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and the plains where we loved to roam.
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Banish us not to the mountains,
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and the lonely wastes for home,
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our clans that were strongest
and bravest are broken
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and powerless through you.
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Let us join the great tribe of white men
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as brothers to dare and to do.
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And still the ways of peace we would follow,
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sow the seed and the sheaves gather in.
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Share your labor, your
learning, your worship,
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a life larger, better, to win,
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then foeman no longer nor aliens,