Текст оригинала на английском языке
You, who are met to remember Kentucky and give her praise; Who have warmed your hearts at the ember Of her love for many days! Be faithful to your mother, However your ways may run, And, holding one to the other, Prove worthy to be her sons. Worthy of her who brought you; Worthy in dream and deed: Worthy her love that taught you, And holds your work in heed: Your work she weighs and watches, Giving it praise and blame, As to her heart she catches, Or sets aside in shame. One with her heart's devotion, One with her soul's firm will, She holds to the oldtime notion Of what is good, what ill: And still in unspoiled beauty, With all her pioneer pride, She keeps to the path of duty, And never turns aside. She dons no new attire Of modern modes and tricks, And stands for something higher Than merely politics: For much the world must think on, For dreams as well as deeds; For men, like Clay and Lincoln, And words the whole world reads. Not for her manners gracious, Nor works, nor courage of Convictions, proud, audacious, Does she compel our love, But for her heart's one passion, Old as democracy, That holds to the ancient fashion Of hospitality.
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