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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?
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.]
Our country is the world--our countrymen are all mankind.
Our country is the world--our countrymen are all mankind.
Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.
Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.
From distant climes, o'er wide-spread seas we come,
Though not with much eclat or beat of drum;
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From distant climes, o'er wide-spread seas we come,
Though not with much eclat or beat of drum;
True patriots all; for be it understood
We left our country for our country's good.
No private views disgraced our generous zeal,
What urged our travels was our country's weal.
Patriotism is a pernicious, psychopathic form of idiocy.
Patriotism is a pernicious, psychopathic form of idiocy.
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.]
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.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native read more
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land!
