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We, that would be known
The father of our people, in our study,
And vigilance for their read more
We, that would be known
The father of our people, in our study,
And vigilance for their safety, must not change
Their ploughshares into swords, and force them from
The secure shade of their own vines, to be
Scorched with the flames of war.
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.
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.
My country is the world, and my religion to do good.
My country is the world, and my religion to do good.
There are many different voice and languages; but there is but
one voice of the peoples when you are read more
There are many different voice and languages; but there is but
one voice of the peoples when you are declared to be the true
"Father of your country."
[Lat., Vox diversa sonat: populorum est vox tamen una,
Cum verus Patriae diceris esse Pater.]
Love of country is like love of woman--he loves her best who seeks to bestow on her the highest good.
Love of country is like love of woman--he loves her best who seeks to bestow on her the highest good.
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.
You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out
of the human race.
You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out
of the human race.
Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
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Who fears to speak of Ninety-Eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
Who hangs his head for shame?
