Events:

This weekend :at Hamton Beach , at Merrimack’s beer factory, in the fields at Sugar Hill ,and at Loudon’s Noise machine

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William Hooper 1742-Oct.14, 1790 .  Lawyer born Mass.; delegate from NC to the First Continental Congres; signed Decl of Ind

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John Wesley (1703-March2, 1791) Eng Scholar

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Henrik (Arnold) Wergeland1808-1885 Norway's national poet, Digte. Første Ring (1829), Spaniolen (1833)

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Hendrik Click here (1808-1875) Dutch writer and poet

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Henry Lawson, 1867-  September 2, 1922  Australian short-story writer and poet- ballads

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James Weldon Johnson (1871 – June 26, 1938) Click here author, politician, diplomat, critic, journalist, poet, anthologist, educator, lawyer, songwriter, and early Click here activist. God's Trombones

Lift Every Voice and Sing

Lift every voice and sing, till earth and Heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise, high as the listening skies,
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
Let us march on till victory is won.

Stony the road we trod, bitter the chastening rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet,
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered;
Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.

God of our weary years, God of our silent tears,
Thou Who hast brought us thus far on the way;
Thou Who hast by Thy might, led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee.
Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee.
Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand,
True to our God, true to our native land.

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Click here 1880- 21-Dec-1964 Patron of the Harlem Renaissance novelist

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Click here 1910- Sept.19, 1968 US Country crooner, Old Shep

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Robert C.Clyve Maynard 1937-August 17,1993.. African-American newspaper editor, publisher, writer, and social commentator.co-founder of the Click here in California.

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Click here 1936-Aug 29,2005 Columnist Supply-side theorist

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Russell Miller (1938) Click here journalist and author of fifteen books, including biographies of Click here, Click here and Click here

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Click here (1942 – ) Egyptian director, International Atomic Energy Agency

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Ron Padgett (1942-) US Poet

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Click here (1943 – ) US Rep (GA), House Speaker (104 and 105)
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Click here 1947-  American Musician Co-Founder of Santana and Journey

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Click here (06/17/1958 – ) US singer (Dead Kennedys),spoken-word performer (green Party)

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Passed:

June 17

Click here (Click here/1672 –/1719) English writer The Spectator

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Joseph Warren June11,1741-1775 American patriot died Bunker Hill

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Richard Harris Barham  December 6, 1788- 1845  Click here Click here minister ,novelist

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Click here  (Click here/1782 –1866) Dem US Senator (MI)born Exeter NH   US Secretary of State, 1857-60

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Arthur Christopher A.Click here (Click here/1862 –1925) English writer Click here

OMAR KHAYYAM

Out of the tombs, across the centuries

The chill voice called and answered, " Yea, I  knew !

I prayed the prayers that bring no peace to you,

I paid the same sad price for growing wise ;

I knew the sick despairs that vex you still,

The same dumb night, the old unwavering stars,

The same wild lust that in a moment mars

The patient barriers of the labouring will.

And this was mine, to inweave the tender dream

With shame and pain, and all that hope ignores ;

To catch the whispers of Eternity ;

To gaze beyond the whirlpool, see the stream.

The steady stream, that sets to desert shores

Far off, and those dim continents to be."

THE POEMS OF  A. C. BENSON

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Click here [pseudonym meaning "Maxim the Bitter" Aleksey Maximovich Pyeshkov] 28-Mar-1868-1936 Russian playwright The Lower Depths

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John Cowper Powys 8 October 1872 –1963) Click here novelist and lecturer. Wolf Solent

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Click here May 1, 1907 -1986 US Singer  God Bless America

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History:

1775, Battle of Bunker Hill during the siege of Boston (Breed's Hill was where most of the fighting occurred).

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1938 T. H. White's The Sword in the Stone was published

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Bonus Poem:

Songs and Ballads.

III. Dreams

SURELY I heard a voice—surely my name

Was breathed in tones familiar to my heart!

I listened—and the low wind stealing came,

In darkness and in silence to depart.

Surely I saw a form, a proud bright form,

Standing beside my couch! I raised mine eyes:

’Twas but a dim cloud, herald of a storm,

That floated through the grey and twilight skies.

Surely the brightness of the summer hour

Hath suddenly burst upon the circling gloom!

I dream; ’twas but the perfume of a flower,

Which the breeze wafted through the silent room.

Surely a hand clasped mine with greetings fond!

A name is murmured by my lips with pain;

Woe for that sound—woe for love’s broken bond.

I start—I wake—I am alone again!

                     By Caroline Elizabeth Sarah (Sheridan) Norton (1808–1877)