This heroism at command, this senseless violence, this accursed bombast of patriotism--how intensely I despise them!

This heroism at command, this senseless violence, this accursed bombast of patriotism--how intensely I despise them!

Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for
your country.

Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for
your country.

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.

Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.

Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.

The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield
and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all read more

The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield
and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over
this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when
again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of
our nature.

I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me
liberty, or give me death!

I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me
liberty, or give me death!

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

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

Ask not what your country can do for you: Ask what you can do for your country.

Ask not what your country can do for you: Ask what you can do for your country.

Millions for defence, but not one cent for tribute.

Millions for defence, but not one cent for tribute.