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!

Hands across the sea,
Feet on English ground,
The old blood is bold blood, the wide world read more

Hands across the sea,
Feet on English ground,
The old blood is bold blood, the wide world round.

I realize that patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred
toward any one.

I realize that patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred
toward any one.

American is the crucible of God. It is the melting pot where all
the races are fusing and reforming read more

American is the crucible of God. It is the melting pot where all
the races are fusing and reforming . . . these are the fires of
God you've come to. . . . Into the crucible with you all. God is
making the American.

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.

For what were all these country patriots born?
To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?

For what were all these country patriots born?
To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?

I am not a Virginian but an American.

I am not a Virginian but an American.

Ask not what your country can do for you: Ask what you can do for your country.

Ask not what your country can do for you: Ask what you can do for your country.

'Twere sweet to sink in death for Truth and Freedom!
Yes, who would hesitate, for who could bear
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'Twere sweet to sink in death for Truth and Freedom!
Yes, who would hesitate, for who could bear
The living degradation we may know
If we do dread death for a sacred cause?