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If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign
troop was landed in my country read more
If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign
troop was landed in my country I never would lay down my
arms,--never! never! never!
Our native land charms us with inexpressible sweetness, and never
never allows us to forget that we belong to read more
Our native land charms us with inexpressible sweetness, and never
never allows us to forget that we belong to it.
[Lat., Nescio qua natale solum dulcedine captos
Ducit, et immemores non sinit esse sui.]
Strike--for your altars and your fires;
Strike--for the green graves of your sires.
God--and your native land!
Strike--for your altars and your fires;
Strike--for the green graves of your sires.
God--and your native land!
Where's the coward that would not dare
To fight for such a land?
Where's the coward that would not dare
To fight for such a land?
One of the great attractions of patriotism - it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we read more
One of the great attractions of patriotism - it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what's more, with a feeling that we are profoundly virtuous.
A savior of the silver-coasted isle.
A savior of the silver-coasted isle.
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.
A man who is good enough to shed his blood for the country is good enough to be given a read more
A man who is good enough to shed his blood for the country is good enough to be given a square deal afterwards.
The line of red are lines of blood, nobly and unselfishly shed by
men who loved the liberty of read more
The line of red are lines of blood, nobly and unselfishly shed by
men who loved the liberty of their fellowmen more than they loved
their fellowmen more than they lover their own lives and
fortunes. God forbid that we would have to use the blood of
America to freshen the color of the flag. But if it should ever
be necessary, that flag will be colored once more, and in being
colored will be glorified and purified.
