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.

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!

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!

Put none but Americans on guard tonight.

Put none but Americans on guard tonight.

Patriotism is a pernicious, psychopathic form of idiocy

Patriotism is a pernicious, psychopathic form of idiocy

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!

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.]

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.

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.