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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.]
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?
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.
Patriotism is voluntary. It is a feeling of loyalty and
allegiance that is the result of knowledge and belief. read more
Patriotism is voluntary. It is a feeling of loyalty and
allegiance that is the result of knowledge and belief. A patriot
shows their their patriotism through their actions, by their
choice.
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.]
There is nothing wrong with America that cannot be cured with
what is right in America.
There is nothing wrong with America that cannot be cured with
what is right in America.
Patriotism is in political life what faith is in religion.
Patriotism is in political life what faith is in religion.
I wish I was in de land ob cotton,
Ole times dar am not forgotten,
Look-a-way! Look-a-way! read more
I wish I was in de land ob cotton,
Ole times dar am not forgotten,
Look-a-way! Look-a-way! Look-a-way, Dixie Land!
. . . .
Den I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand
To lib and die in Dixie.
I was born an American; I live an American; I shall die an
American!
I was born an American; I live an American; I shall die an
American!