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Our country, right or wrong! When right, to be kept right; when
wrong, to be put right!
Our country, right or wrong! When right, to be kept right; when
wrong, to be put right!
A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.
A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.
Hands across the sea,
Feet on English ground,
The old blood is bold blood, the wide world read more
Hands across the sea,
Feet on English ground,
The old blood is bold blood, the wide world round.
Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.
Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.
'Twere sweet to sink in death for Truth and Freedom!
Yes, who would hesitate, for who could bear
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'Twere sweet to sink in death for Truth and Freedom!
Yes, who would hesitate, for who could bear
The living degradation we may know
If we do dread death for a sacred cause?
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.
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.
He serves me most who serves his country best.
He serves me most who serves his country best.
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.
