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Abraham Lincoln
Abraham Lincoln

Abraham Lincoln was the 16th President of the United States, serving from 1861 to 1865. He was a pivotal leader during the American Civil War, dedicated to preserving the unity of the nation and the abolition of slavery. Lincoln is renowned for his noble character and exceptional leadership. more

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“What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? Young son, it argues a distemper'd head So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed: Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie; But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd brain Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign.”

“O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody?”