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The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.
An original something, dear maid, you would wish me to write; but how shall I begin? For I'm sure I have not original in me, Excepting Original... →
Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.
To bear is to conquer our fate.
The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.
What millions died that Caesar might be great!
And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.
Tomorrow let us do or die!
Ye are brothers, ye are men, and we conquer but to save.
I'll meet the raging of the skies, but not an angry father.