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“world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but can never forget what they did here. It is for us, the living, rather to be dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they here gave the last full measure of devotion …”

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Book:The Last Full Measure
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The Last Full Measure

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Jeff Shaara
Jeff Shaara

Jeff Shaara is a renowned American historical novelist, known for his deep and vivid portrayal of historical events. His works, set against the backdrop of the American Civil War and World War II, have won the hearts of readers worldwide. more

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