[视频] I Have a Dream·Martin Luther King, Jr. (音频+视频+中、英文讲稿)


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I Have a Dream·Martin Luther King, Jr. (音频+视频+中、英文讲稿)


I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the

greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand

today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a

great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in

the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the

long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years

later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of

segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the

Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of

material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in

the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land.

And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the

architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and

the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which

every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes,

black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the “unalienable Rights”

of “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is obvious today that

America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of

color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has

given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked

“insufficient funds.”

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to

believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity

of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give

us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce

urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to

take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the

promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate

valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to

lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of

brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s


It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This

sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until

there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three

is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to

blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the

nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor

tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The

whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation

until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm

threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining

our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek

to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and

hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and

discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical

violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting

physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not

lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as

evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their

destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their

freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be

satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of

the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long

as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the

motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as

long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he

has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not

be satisfied until “justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a

mighty stream.”

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and

tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of

you have come from areas where your quest – quest for freedom left you

battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police

brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work

with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi,

go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to

Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing

that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still

have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true

meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men

are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former

slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together

at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering

with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be

transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation

where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of

their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with

its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “interposition” and

“nullification” -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black

girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as

sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and

mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the

crooked places will be made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be

revealed and all flesh shall see it together.”?

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone

of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords

of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we

will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go

to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be

free one day.

And this will be the day – this will be the day when all of God’s children

will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.   


Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,   


From every mountainside, let freedom ring!   

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.  


Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of   



Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.  


Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.  


But not only that:  


Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.  


Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.  


Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.  

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from

every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be

able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men,

Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and

sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! free at last!  


Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!  











































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