Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк)

America

I love thine inland seas, 
Thy groves of giant trees,
Thy rolling plains;
Thy rivers’ mighty sweep, 
Thy mystic canyons deep, 
Thy mountains wild and steep,
All thy domains; 

Thy silver Eastern strands, 
Thy Golden Gate that stands
Wide to the West;
Thy flowery Southland fair, 
Thy sweet and crystal air, --
O land beyond compare,
Thee I love best! 

Additional verses for the 
National Hymn, 
March, 1906.

1. The Statue of Sherman by St. Gaudens
2. To Julia Marlowe
3. Autumn in the Garden
4. One World
5. The Heavenly Hills of Holland

Irwin Ginsberg (Ирвин Гинзберг) America ("America I've given you all and now I'm nothing")

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