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    others will debate the ntroversial issues, national and ternational, which divide n≈039;s ds; but serene, cal, aloof, you stand as the nation≈039;s war-guardian, as its lifeguard fro the ragg tides of ternational nflict, as its gdiator  the arena of battle for a century and a half you have defended,  guarded, and protected its hallowed traditions of liberty and freedo, of right  and jtice

    let civilian voices argue the rits or derits of our processes of governnt; whether our strength is beg sapped by deficit fancg, dulged  too long, by federal paternalis grown too ighty, by power groups grown too arrogant, by politics grown too rrupt, by cri grown too rapant, by orals grown too low, by taxes grown too high, by extreists grown too violent; whether our personal liberties are as thorough andplete as they should be these great national probles are not for your professional participation or ilitary solution  your guidepost stands out like a tenfold bean  the night: duty, honor, untry

    you are the leaven which bds together the entire fabric of our national syste of defense fro your rankse the great captas who hold the nation≈039;s desty  their hands the ont the war tocs sounds the long gray le has never failed  were you to do so, a illion ghosts  olive drab,  brown khaki,  blue and gray, would rise fro their white crosses thunderg those agic  words: duty, honor, untry

    this does not an that you are war ongers

    on the ntrary, the soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he t suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war

    but always  our ears rg the oo words of pto that wisest of all philosophers: “only the dead have seen the end of war”

    the shadows are lengtheng for  the ilight is here y days of old have vanished, tone and tt they have gone glirg through the dreas of thgs that were their ory is one of wondro beauty, watered by tears, and axed and caressed by the siles of yesterday i listen valy, but with thirsty ears, for the witchg lody of fat bugles blog reveille, of far dr beatg the long roll  y dreas i hear aga the crash of guns, the rattle of ketry, the strange, ournful utter of the battlefield

    but  the eveng of y ory, always ie back to west pot

    always there echoes and re-echoes: duty, honor, untry

    today arks y fal roll call with you, but i want you to know that when i  cross the river y st nscio thoughts will be of the rps, and the rps,  and the rps

    i bid you farewell</p>
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