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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.]
Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,
His first best country ever is at home.
Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,
His first best country ever is at home.
You're not supposed to be so blind with patriotism that you can't face reality. Wrong is wrong, no matter who read more
You're not supposed to be so blind with patriotism that you can't face reality. Wrong is wrong, no matter who says it.
A healthy nation is as unconscious of its nationality as a
healthy man of his bones. But if you read more
A healthy nation is as unconscious of its nationality as a
healthy man of his bones. But if you break a nation's
nationality it will think of nothing else but getting it set
again.
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome
nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism - how read more
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome
nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism - how passionately I
hate them!
The die was now cast; I had passed the Rubicon. Swim or sink,
live or die, survive or perish read more
The die was now cast; I had passed the Rubicon. Swim or sink,
live or die, survive or perish with my country was my unalterable
determination.
Our country is the common parent of all.
[Lat., Patria est communis omnium parens.]
Our country is the common parent of all.
[Lat., Patria est communis omnium parens.]
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.
And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
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And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his gods?
