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    The infant, on opening his eyes, ought to see his country, and to
    the hour of his death never lose sight of it.
    [Fr., Un enfant en ouvrant ses yeux doit voir la patrie, et
    jusqu'a la mort ne voir qu'elle.]

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Our country is wherever we are well off.
[Lat., Patria est, ubicunque est bene.]

Our country is wherever we are well off.
[Lat., Patria est, ubicunque est bene.]

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Oh, Christ! it is a goodly sight to see
What Heaven hath done for this delicious land!

Oh, Christ! it is a goodly sight to see
What Heaven hath done for this delicious land!

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What exile from his country is able to escape from himself?
[Lat., Patriae quis exul se quoque fugit.]

What exile from his country is able to escape from himself?
[Lat., Patriae quis exul se quoque fugit.]

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My dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to Heav'n is sent,
Long may thy read more

My dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to Heav'n is sent,
Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil
Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!

by Robert Burns Found in: Love of country Quotes,
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Who dare to love their country, and be poor.

Who dare to love their country, and be poor.

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There ought to be system of manners in every nation which a
well-formed mind would be disposed to relish. read more

There ought to be system of manners in every nation which a
well-formed mind would be disposed to relish. To make us love
our country, our country ought to be lovely.

by Edmund Burke Found in: Love of country Quotes,
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Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to read more

Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to thy rugged strand!

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So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar,
But bind him to his native mountains more.

So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar,
But bind him to his native mountains more.

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My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.

My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.

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