Memorial Addresses in the Congress of the United States and Tributes in Eulogy of John Fitzgerald Kennedy, Late a President of the United StatesU.S. Government Printing Office, 1964 - 911 pagini Memorial addresses in the Congress of the United States and tributes in eulogy of John Fitzgerald Kennedy, late a President of the United States. |
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Pagina 28
... perhaps he symbolized noth- ing but confusion , and that itself is a symbol of the times . And so today , a Nation already in shock goes into official mourning , and Arlington prepares to receive an- other fallen soldier . He died ...
... perhaps he symbolized noth- ing but confusion , and that itself is a symbol of the times . And so today , a Nation already in shock goes into official mourning , and Arlington prepares to receive an- other fallen soldier . He died ...
Pagina 34
... Perhaps the young will have the hardest time making any sense of this weekend . The youth never really sees death in relation to himself . How can he with a whole life of desires and plans before him ? He must concen- trate on ...
... Perhaps the young will have the hardest time making any sense of this weekend . The youth never really sees death in relation to himself . How can he with a whole life of desires and plans before him ? He must concen- trate on ...
Pagina 57
... perhaps shed a tear . Who was John Fitzgerald Kennedy ? A rich young man who might have wasted his substance ? A Harvard undergraduate who might have become a playboy of our Western World ? No , he became neither . He was instead a ...
... perhaps shed a tear . Who was John Fitzgerald Kennedy ? A rich young man who might have wasted his substance ? A Harvard undergraduate who might have become a playboy of our Western World ? No , he became neither . He was instead a ...
Pagina 61
... perhaps no other public figure in the Nation , indeed in the world , was a man of our times- a man who found in himself the strength to take us into the space age while at the same time coping with the great social volcano a hundred ...
... perhaps no other public figure in the Nation , indeed in the world , was a man of our times- a man who found in himself the strength to take us into the space age while at the same time coping with the great social volcano a hundred ...
Pagina 68
... perhaps now the words of President Kennedy's lovely and beloved Jacqueline will go down in history expressing the grief of all Americans when she cradled the President's head in her arms and cried " Oh , no . " Both men , mortally ...
... perhaps now the words of President Kennedy's lovely and beloved Jacqueline will go down in history expressing the grief of all Americans when she cradled the President's head in her arms and cried " Oh , no . " Both men , mortally ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
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Pagina 8 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.
Pagina 416 - Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans - born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace, proud of our ancient heritage...
Pagina 534 - Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty.
Pagina 479 - With a good conscience our only sure reward, with history the final judge of our deeds, let us go forth to lead the land we love, asking His blessing and His help, but knowing that here on earth God's work must truly be our own.
Pagina 431 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Pagina 235 - O divine Master, grant that I may not so much Seek to be consoled as to console; To be understood as to understand; To be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Pagina 105 - I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.
Pagina 413 - In the long history of the world, only a few generations have been granted the role of defending freedom in its hour of maximum danger. I do not shrink from this responsibility — I welcome it.
Pagina 247 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Pagina 427 - O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up— for you the flag is flung— for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.