And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
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And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his gods?

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.]

I die content, I die for the liberty of my country.
[Fr., Je meurs content, je meurs pour la read more

I die content, I die for the liberty of my country.
[Fr., Je meurs content, je meurs pour la liberte de mon pays.]

I have heard something said about allegiance to the South: I
know no South, no North, no East, no read more

I have heard something said about allegiance to the South: I
know no South, no North, no East, no West, to which I owe any
allegiance.

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.

They know no country, own no lord,
Their home the camp, their law the sword.

They know no country, own no lord,
Their home the camp, their law the sword.

And for our country 'tis a bliss to die.

And for our country 'tis a bliss to die.

Where liberty is, there is my country.

Where liberty is, there is my country.

I do love
My country's good with a respect more tender,
More holy and profound, then mine read more

I do love
My country's good with a respect more tender,
More holy and profound, then mine own life,
My dear wife's estimate, her womb increase,
And treasure of my loins.