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We are nearing the end of the polls! This is the next poll for the Voices of Civilization playlist, representing the Industrial Era. A big poll with more monologues to choose from. 11 options are available, again the top two most favored tracks will be in the playlist;
the American monologue - 'That Nearly Tore the Country Apart'
the French monologue - 'From One End of the World to the Other'
the German monologue - 'Fashioned from the Ruins'
the Japanese monologue - 'Ledendary Daimyo'
the Polynesian monologue - 'Chosen by the Heavens to Unite'
the Russian monologue - 'Every Manner of Disaster'
the Samurai Invasion of Korea monologue - 'Struggle for Control of the Lands'
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Big Ben - 'To achieve great thing, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.' - Leonard Bernstein
Brandenbueg Gate - 'Pale Death beats equally at the poor man's gate and at the palaces of kings.' - Horace
Eiffle Tower - 'We live only to discover beauty. All else is a form of waiting.' - Kahlil Gibram
Statue of Liberty - 'Give me your tired, your poor,|Your huddled masses yearning to breath free,|The Wrecthed refuse of your teeming shore.|Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,|I lift my lamp beside the golden door!.' - Emma Lazarus
the American monologue - 'That Nearly Tore the Country Apart'
the French monologue - 'From One End of the World to the Other'
the German monologue - 'Fashioned from the Ruins'
the Japanese monologue - 'Ledendary Daimyo'
the Polynesian monologue - 'Chosen by the Heavens to Unite'
the Russian monologue - 'Every Manner of Disaster'
the Samurai Invasion of Korea monologue - 'Struggle for Control of the Lands'
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Big Ben - 'To achieve great thing, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.' - Leonard Bernstein
Brandenbueg Gate - 'Pale Death beats equally at the poor man's gate and at the palaces of kings.' - Horace
Eiffle Tower - 'We live only to discover beauty. All else is a form of waiting.' - Kahlil Gibram
Statue of Liberty - 'Give me your tired, your poor,|Your huddled masses yearning to breath free,|The Wrecthed refuse of your teeming shore.|Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,|I lift my lamp beside the golden door!.' - Emma Lazarus