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And do Thou bless King Charles and the sweet land of France.
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He welcomes death as opening the door to a sweet land.
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We didn't grow them that big, but it was sweet land.
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Ah, why did I ever forsake my own sweet land for these barbarous shores!
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O, sweet land upon the tropic's glowing verge, what star-bright memories we have of thee!
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Theirs is a sweet land of liberty.
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I had hoped once more to see the majestic hills and smiling valleys of my own sweet land, but I shall not.
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The first stanza turned into prose might read something as follows: I sing of thee, my own country, the sweet land of liberty.
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In a word, it is a perfect mistake to consider modern France as the " sweet land of liberty" which America is.
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You are a true Occitan; do you want these cold northerners with their callused knees and their greedy fingers ruling our sweet land forever?
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If you make me blush, you may guess what I shall do to hide it-carrythe war into the sweet land of the enemy.
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"My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing!"
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Naples,-"Oh ,sweetland, sweet gulf!..."
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He recently received an Independent Spirit Award nomination for best first feature for " Sweet Land," which he starred in and produced.
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" Sweet land of Liberty, Of Thee I sing."
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They were singing " Sweet Land of Liberty" as they marched, swishing their flags, and then they paused and repeated in broken speech:
