Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our read more

Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our country!

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.

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!

To preserve the life of citizens, is the greatest virtue in the
father of his country.
[Lat., Servare read more

To preserve the life of citizens, is the greatest virtue in the
father of his country.
[Lat., Servare cives, major est virtus patriae patri.]

Our country, however bounded.

Our country, however bounded.

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.]

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.

Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel.

Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel.

One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,
One Nation evermore!
- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.,

One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,
One Nation evermore!
- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.,