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arms beside carry children comfort denied door entrance future golden heart hope knowledge lamp lights miss patriotism poet promise seem strength strong tomorrow torch walk
The poet called Miss Liberty's torch 'the lamp beside the golden door.' Well, that was the entrance to America, and it still is. And now you really know why we're here tonight. The glistening hope of that lamp is still ours. Every promise, every opportunity, is still golden in this land. And through that golden door our children can walk into tomorrow with the knowledge that no one can be denied the promise that is America. Her heart is full; her torch is still golden, her future bright. She has arms big enough to comfort and strong enough to support, for the strength in her arms is the strength of her people. She will carry on in the '80s unafraid, unashamed, and unsurpassed. In this springtime of hope, some lights seem eternal; America's is. Ronald Reagan
night seemed
Is that all? That seemed like a 25-turnover night to me. Bobby Collins
night artist gone
Abandoning the project was incredibly stressful after having gone through the process of building the room, installing the kiln, collecting the stones, sitting with the kiln day and night as it came to temperature, experiencing the failures. Andy Goldsworthy
night forever looks
Look at how many great actors or entertainers have been lost to the world because they did a performance one night and that was it. With film, you capture that, it's shown all over the world and it's there forever. Michael Jackson
night glasses land
On the night of the 1st of September we observed for the first time signs of the natives being in the neighbourhood. Fires were seen on the low land near Cape Frederick Henry, and at daylight we saw the natives with our glasses. William Bligh
night space forever
I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, All all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems. Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward. Walt Whitman
night sick scott-fitzgerald
Scott Fitzgerald is a sound you like to hear at certain times of the day, say at four in the afternoon and again late at night, and at other times it makes you slightly sick. Wilfrid Sheed
night thinking twelve
Whoever thinks of going to bed before twelve o'clock is a scoundrel. Samuel Johnson
night saturday-night saturday
Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody….. Sam Cooke
night enough lost
But, enough of that for now. Let’s get lost again in the starry night. William P. Young