Our country--whether bounded by the St. John's and the Sabine, or
however otherwise bounded or described, and be the read more

Our country--whether bounded by the St. John's and the Sabine, or
however otherwise bounded or described, and be the measurements
more or less;--still our country, to be cherished in all our
hearts, and to be defended by all our hands.

Again to the battle, Achaians!
Our hearts bid the tyrants defiance!
Our land, the first garden of read more

Again to the battle, Achaians!
Our hearts bid the tyrants defiance!
Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree--
It has been, and shall yet be, the land of the free.

Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our read more

Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our country!

She is absolutely inadmissible into society. Many a woman has a past, but I am told that she has at read more

She is absolutely inadmissible into society. Many a woman has a past, but I am told that she has at least a dozen, and that they all fit.

He held it safer to be of the religion of the King or Queen that
were in being, for read more

He held it safer to be of the religion of the King or Queen that
were in being, for he knew that he came raw into the world, and
accounted it no point of wisdom to be broiled out of it.

Patriotism is in political life what faith is in religion.

Patriotism is in political life what faith is in religion.

Put none but Americans on guard tonight.

Put none but Americans on guard tonight.

Our land is the dearer of our sacrifices. The blood of our
martyrs sanctifies and enriches it. Their spirit read more

Our land is the dearer of our sacrifices. The blood of our
martyrs sanctifies and enriches it. Their spirit passes into
thousands of hearts. How costly is the progress of the race. It
is only by the giving of life that we can have life.

Hear me profess sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love
alike, and none less dear than read more

Hear me profess sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love
alike, and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had
rather have eleven die nobly for their country than one
voluptuously surfeit out of action.