{"id":2742,"date":"2025-01-28T18:50:36","date_gmt":"2025-01-28T18:50:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/?p=2742"},"modified":"2025-01-28T18:50:36","modified_gmt":"2025-01-28T18:50:36","slug":"civic-duty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/?p=2742","title":{"rendered":"Civic Duty"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Boneapart and Yulia conclude their monthlong examination of Rights and Responsibilities with a discussion around Civic Duty as seen through the lens of 100+ year old songs.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><iframe style=\"width: 100%;\" src=\"https:\/\/player.hubhopper.com\/WyJodHRwczovL2ZlZWRzLmh1YmhvcHBlci5jb20vZGU0ZmNlNGU3MWY3YzUwNDFjNWMzMGU5YzQxYzE0ZGUucnNzIix0cnVlLGZhbHNlLGZhbHNlLG51bGwsIiM0RjQ2RTUiLCJkZWZhdWx0IiwiZGVmYXVsdCIsMzI4MzMzNDZd?format=2\" height=\"578px\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2>Lyrics<\/h2>\n<h3>Home Sweet Home<\/h3>\n<p>(John Howard Payne)<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam<br \/>\nBe it ever so humble, there&#8217;s no place like home<br \/>\nA charm from the skies seems to hallow us there<br \/>\nWhich, seek thro&#8217; the world, is ne&#8217;er met with elsewhere<\/p>\n<p>Home, home, sweet sweet home<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no place like home<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no place like home<\/p>\n<p>I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild<br \/>\nAnd feel that my mother now thinks of her child;<br \/>\nAs she looks on that moon from our own cottage door<br \/>\nThro&#8217; the woodbine whose fragrance shall cheer me no more<\/p>\n<p>Home, home, sweet sweet home<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no place like home<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no place like home<\/p>\n<p>An exile from home splendor dazzles in vain<br \/>\nOh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again;<br \/>\nThe birds singing gaily that came at my call:<br \/>\nGive me them and that peace of mind, dearer than all<\/p>\n<p>Home, home, sweet sweet home<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no place like home<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no place like home<\/p>\n<h3>Down by the Riverside<\/h3>\n<p>(African American Spiritual)<\/p>\n<p>Gonna lay down my sword and shield,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside;<br \/>\ngonna lay down my sword and shield,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside.<br \/>\nI ain&#8217;t gonna study war no more.<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nI ain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more.<\/p>\n<p>Gonna lay down my burden,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside;<br \/>\ngonna lay down my burden,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside,<br \/>\ndown by the riverside.<br \/>\nI ain&#8217;t gonna study war no more.<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nI ain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more,<br \/>\nain&#8217;t gonna study war no more.<\/p>\n<h3>America (My Country &#8216;Tis of Thee)<\/h3>\n<p>(Samuel Francis Smith)<\/p>\n<p>My country, &#8217;tis of Thee,<br \/>\nSweet Land of Liberty<br \/>\nOf thee I sing;<br \/>\nLand where my fathers died,<br \/>\nLand of the pilgrims&#8217; pride,<br \/>\nFrom every mountain side<br \/>\nLet Freedom ring.<br \/>\nMy native country, thee,<br \/>\nLand of the noble free,<br \/>\nThy name I love;<br \/>\nI love thy rocks and rills,<br \/>\nThy woods and templed hills;<br \/>\nMy heart with rapture thrills,<br \/>\nLike that above.<\/p>\n<p>Let music swell the breeze,<br \/>\nAnd ring from all the trees<br \/>\nSweet freedom&#8217;s song;<br \/>\nLet mortal tongues awake;<br \/>\nLet all that breathe partake;<br \/>\nLet rocks their silence break,<br \/>\nThe sound prolong.<\/p>\n<p>Our fathers&#8217; God to Thee,<br \/>\nAuthor of liberty,<br \/>\nTo Thee we sing.<br \/>\nLong may our land be bright,<br \/>\nWith freedom&#8217;s holy light,<br \/>\nProtect us by Thy might,<br \/>\nGreat God our King.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Boneapart and Yulia conclude their monthlong examination of Rights and Responsibilities with a discussion around Civic Duty as seen through the lens of 100+ year old songs. &nbsp; 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