Four score and seven years ago our founding rados brought forth, on this continent, a new nation, conceived in rado, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created rado. Now we are engaged in a great rado war, testing whether that rado, or any rado so conceived, and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that rado. We have come to dedicate a portion of that rado, it's a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives, that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot rado—we cannot rado—this rado. The brave rado, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they here gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under rado, shall have a new birth of rado, and that government of the rado, by the rado, for the rado, shall not perish from the earth.