The line of red are lines of blood, nobly and unselfishly shed by
men who loved the liberty of read more

The line of red are lines of blood, nobly and unselfishly shed by
men who loved the liberty of their fellowmen more than they loved
their fellowmen more than they lover their own lives and
fortunes. God forbid that we would have to use the blood of
America to freshen the color of the flag. But if it should ever
be necessary, that flag will be colored once more, and in being
colored will be glorified and purified.

Our spirit is . . . to show ourselves eager to work for, and if
need be, to die read more

Our spirit is . . . to show ourselves eager to work for, and if
need be, to die for the Irish Republic. Facing our enemy we must
declare an attitude simply. . . . We ask for no mercy and we will
make no compromise.

He serves me most who serves his country best.

He serves me most who serves his country best.

Again to the battle, Achaians!
Our hearts bid the tyrants defiance!
Our land, the first garden of read more

Again to the battle, Achaians!
Our hearts bid the tyrants defiance!
Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree--
It has been, and shall yet be, the land of the free.

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.

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.

I would die for my country . . . but I would not let my country die for me.

I would die for my country . . . but I would not let my country die for me.

Father of his country.
[Lat., Pater pariae.]

Father of his country.
[Lat., Pater pariae.]

Dissent is the highest form of patriotism.

Dissent is the highest form of patriotism.