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The Bixby Letter
President Lincoln’s letter of condolence was delivered to Lydia Bixby on November 25, 1864 and was printed in the Boston Evening Transcript and Boston Evening Traveller that afternoon. The following is the text of the letter as first published:
Executive Mansion,
Washington, Nov. 21, 1864
Dear Madam,
I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle.
I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save.
I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of Freedom.
Yours, very sincerely and respectfully,
A. Lincoln
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“I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save.”
— Abraham Lincoln
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I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine
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- Yul Brynner
- Steve McQueen
- Horst Buchholz
- Robert Vaughn
- Charles Bronson
- Brad Dexter
- James Coburn
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- Yul Brynner
- Steve McQueen
- Horst Buchholz
- Robert Vaughn
- Charles Bronson
- Brad Dexter
- James Coburn
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What | Autumn Obsession |
When | Saturday – Sunday October 12 – October 13, 2019 Time: 10:00 AM – 6:00 PM |
Where | Black Rock Vineyards 100 Black Rock Rd Ojai, CA |
Donation | $40 |
More | (800) 555-1234 |
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What is a giclée print?
Giclée is a technology for fine art or photograph reproduction using a high-quality inkjet printer to make individual copies. The name originally applied to prints created on a modified Iris printer in a process invented in the late 1980s. The term has since been used loosely to mean any fine art or archival, inkjet print. It is often used by artists, galleries, and print shops to suggest high quality printing, but since it is an unregulated word it has no associated warranty of quality. As always in the art world, be careful what you buy.
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What is a giclée print?
Giclée is a technology for fine art or photograph reproduction using a high-quality inkjet printer to make individual copies. The name originally applied to prints created on a modified Iris printer in a process invented in the late 1980s.
The term has since been used loosely to mean any fine art or archival, inkjet print. It is often used by artists, galleries, and print shops to suggest high quality printing, but since it is an unregulated word it has no associated warranty of quality. As always in the art world, be careful what you buy.
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About Robert Mittenmaier
Robert Mittenmaier is an American artist who paints with acrylic on Masonite. His work includes early American race cars, vintage Ferraris and, more recently, street scenes and historic buildings in his hometown of Murphys, California. Learn more
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Vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat incohare longam
The brief sum of life forbids us the hope of enduring long.
— Horace
They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.