"next to of course god america i <br />love you land of the pilgrims' and so forth oh <br />say can you see by the dawn's early my <br />country tis of centuries come and go <br />and are no more what of it we should worry <br />in every language even deafanddumb <br />thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry <br />by jingo by gee by gosh by gum <br />why talk of beauty what could be more beaut- <br />iful than these heroic happy dead <br />who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter <br />they did not stop to think they died instead <br />then shall the voice of liberty be mute?" <br /> <br />He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water<br /><br />e.e. cummings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/next-to-of-course-god-america-i-iii/
