Our ships were British oak,
And hearts of oak our men.

Our ships were British oak,
And hearts of oak our men.

Is it an offence, is it a mistake, is it a crime to take a
hopeful view of the read more

Is it an offence, is it a mistake, is it a crime to take a
hopeful view of the prospects of your own country? Why should it
be? Why should patriotism and pessimism be identical? Hope is
the mainspring of patriotism.

Patriotism has become a mere national self assertion, a
sentimentality of flag-cheering with no constructive duties.

Patriotism has become a mere national self assertion, a
sentimentality of flag-cheering with no constructive duties.

One of the great attractions of patriotism - it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we read more

One of the great attractions of patriotism - it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what's more, with a feeling that we are profoundly virtuous.

I have ten thousand for defense, but none to surrender; if you
want our weapons come and get them.

I have ten thousand for defense, but none to surrender; if you
want our weapons come and get them.

A man's feet must be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world.

A man's feet must be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world.

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.

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.

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.