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597. NATIONAL GLORY.
The morrow, and the morrow's meeds, We are asked, what have we gained by the No daunting thoughts-came o'er him; war? I have shown, that we have lost noth He looked around him, and his eyemg, either in rights, territory, or honor; noth
Defiance flashed to earth, and sky. ing, for which we ought to have contended, according to the principles of the gentlemen
He looked on ocean,-its broad breast on the other side, or according to our own.
Was covered with his fleet; Have we gained nothing-by the war? Let On earth : and saw, from east-10 WESL, any man--look at the degraded condition of His bannered millions meet: this country--before the war, the scorn of While rock, and glen, and cave, and cons the universe, the contempt of ourselves, and tell me if we have gained nothing by the
Shook-with the war-cry of that host, war. What is our present situation ? Re
The thunder--of their feet! spectability, and character, abroad, security,
He heard--the imperial echoes ring,and confidence, at home. If we have not ob
He heard,--and felt himself-a king. tained, in the opinion of some, the full meas I saw him, next, alone: nor camp, ure of retribution, our character, and constitu
Nor chief, his steps attended; tion, are placed on a solid basis, never to be shaken.
Nor banner blazed, nor courser's tramp, The glory acquired by our gallant tars, by
With war-cries, proudly blended, our Jacksons, and our Browns on the land-
He, stood alone, whom fortune high, is that-nothing? True we had our vicissi So lately, seemed to deify; tudes: there are humiliating events, which He, who with heaven contended, the patriot cannot review, without deep re
Fled, like a fugitive, and slave! gret--but the great account, when it comes to be balanced, will be found vastly in our
Behind, -the foe; before,—the wave. favor. Is there a man, who would obliterate, He stood; fleet, army, treasure,-gone. from the proud pages of our history, the bril Alone, and in dispair ! liant achievements of Jackson, Brown, and But wave, and windswept ruthless on, Scott, and the host of heroes on land, and
For they were monarchs there; sea, whom I cannot enumerate? Is there a
And Xerxes, in a single bark, man, who could not desire a participationin the national glory, acquired by the war?"
Where late-his thousand ships were dark, Yes, national glory, which, however the ex
Must all their fury dare: pression may be condemned by some, must What a revenge--a trophy, this be cherished by every genuine patriot.
For thee, immortal Salamis ! -Jewsbury. What do I mean by national glory ? Glo
599. OSSIAN'S ADDRESS TO THE MOON. ry such as Hull, Jackson, and Perry have acquired. And are gentlemen insensible to
Daughter of heaven, fair art thou! the sitheir deeds--to the value of them in anima- lence of thy face is pleasant! Thou comest ting the country in the hour of peril hereaf
forth in lovliness. The stars attend thy blue
course in the east. The clouds rejoice in ter? Did the battle of Thermopyle--preserve Greece but once? Whilst the Missis
thy presence, O moon. They brighten their sippi--continues to bear the tributes of the
dark-brown sides. Who is like thee, in heavIron Mountains, and the Alleghenies--to her
en, light of the silent night! The stars, in Delta, and to the Gulf of Mexico, the eighth
| thy presence, turn away their sparkling eyes. of January shall be remembered, and the glo
Whither dost thou retire from thy course,
when the darkness of thy countenance grows? ry of that day shall stimulate future patriots,
Hast thou thy hall, like Ossian ? Dwellest and nerve the arms of unborn freemen, in driving the presumptuous invader from our
thou in the shadow of grief? Have thy sis. country's soil.
| ters fallen from heaven? Are they, who re
Yes! Gentlemen may boast of their insensibility Joice with thee at night, no more? to feelings inspired by the contemplation of
they have fallen, fair light! and thou dost oftsuch events. But I would ask, does the re
en retire to mourn. But thou tliyself shalt collection of Bunker's Hill, Saratoga, and
fail, one night, and leave thy blue path in
heaven. Yorktown, afford no pleasure? Evely act
The stars will then lift up their heads, and of noble sacrifice of the country, every-instance of patriotic devotion to her cause, has
rejoice. Thou art now clothed with thy
brightness. Look from thy gates in the sky, its beneficial influence. A nation's character -is the sum of its splendid deeds; they con
Burst the cloud, O wind, that the daughter of stitute one common patrimony, the nation's
night may look forth: that the shaggy mous. inheritance. They awe foreign powers; they
tains may brighten, and the ocean roll is arouse and animate our own people. I love
white waves in light.
SHIP. true glory. It is this sentiment which ought to be cherished; and, in spite of caviis, and
Her sails were set, but the dying wind sneers, and attempts to put it down, it will Scarce wooed them, as they trembled on the yard. rise triumphant, and finally conduct this na With an uncertain motion. She arose, tion to that height--to which nature, and na | As a swan rises on her gilded wings, lure's.God-have destined it.--Clay.
Wher on a lake, at sunset, she uprears 598. THE FLIGHT OF XERXES.
Her form from out the waveless stream, and stcere I saw him--on the battle-eve,
Into the far blue ether--so, that ship
Seem'd lifted from the waters, and suspended, Proud hosts, in glittering helm, and greave,
Wing'd with her bright sails, in the silent air. And prouder 'chiefs before him:
For age, and want, serve-while you may; The varrior, and the warrior's deeds | No morning sun--lasts a whole day. BR) NBON. 16
392. A BATTLE-FIELD. We cannot see | Cæsar says to me,--“Darest trou, Cassius, now an individual expire, though a stranger, or Leap in with me, into this angry flood, an enemy, without being sensibly moved, and and swim to yonder point ?”–Upon the word, promoted by compassion, to lend him every | Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, assistance in our power. Every trace of resentment-vanishes in a moment; every
And bade him follow; so, indeed, he did. other emotion-gives way to pity and terror. / The torrent roared, and we did buffet it ; In these last extremities, we remember' noth-With lusty sinews, throwing it aside, ing, but the respect and tenderness, due to And stemming it, with hearts of controversy. our common nature. What a scene, then, But ere we could arrive the point proposed, must a field of battle present, where thou- 1 Cæsar cried, “Help me, Cassius, or I sink.” sands are left, without assistance, and with
I, as Æneas, our great ancestor, out pity, with their wounds exposed to the piercing air. while their blood. freezing as it Did from the flames of Troy, upon his should flows, binds them to the earth, amid the The old Anchises bear, so, from the waves or trampling of horses, and the insuits of an en Did the tired Cesar; and this man- [Tiber ranged foe! Far from their native home, Is now--become a god; and Cassius-is no tender assiduities of friendship, no well- A wretched creature, and must bend his body, known voice, no wife, or mother, or sister, is Cæsar-carelessly but nod on him. near, to soothe their sorrows, relieve their thirst, or close their eyes in death. Unhappy!
He had a fever when he was in Spain, man! and must you be swept into the crave. And when the fit was on him, I did mark unnoticed, and unnumbered, and no friendly How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake; tear be shed for your suiterings, or mingled | His coward lips did from tbeir color fly; with your dust?
And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the 593. BURIAL OF SIR JORN MOORE. Did lose its lustre; I did hear him groan, [world, Not a drum | was heard i nor a funeral | note, Aye, and that tongue of bis,that bade the Romans
As his corse I to the ramparts / we hurried, Mark liim, and write his speeches in their books, Not a soldier I discharged I his farewell shot, “Alas!" it cried-“Give me some drink, Titinius."
O'er the grave I where our hero we buried. As a sick girl. We buried him I darkly I at dead of night,
Ye gods! it doth amaze me, The turf | with our bay’nets I turning.
A man of such a feeble temper-should By the struggling inoonbeam's I misty light, So get the start of the majestic world, And our lanterns i dimly burning.
And bear the palm alone.
And we spoke I not a word of sorrow. rdead. Like a Colossus, and we, petty men,
To find ourselves dishonorable graves.
Men, at some time, are masters of their fates : Nor in sheet | nor in shroud I we bound him, The faut, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But he lay like a warrior I taking his rest,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings. [Cæsar? With his martial cloak around him.
Brutus--and Casar! What should be in that We thought as we heaped I the narrow bed,
Why should that name be sounded more than And smoothed down his lonely pillow,
yours? That the foe and the stranger I would tread o'er
Write them together: yours is as fair a name; And we far away I on the billow. [his head,
Sound them : it doth become the mouth as well; Lightly they'll talk of the spirit I that's gone,
Weigh them : it is as heavy ; conjure with 'em : And o'er his cold ashes I upbraid him,
Brutus-will start a spirit, as soon as Cæsar. But nothing he'll reck ! if they let him sleep on. Now, in the name of all the gods at once In the grave I where a Briton has laid him. Upon what meats-doth this our Cæsar feed,
That he hath grown so great ? Age, thoil art But half our heavy task I was done, When the clock I told the hour for retiring,
Romne, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods. And we heard the distant and random gun,
When went there by an age, since the great flood, That the foe I was sullenly firing.
But it was famed with more than with one man? Slowly I and sadly I we laid him down, From the field of his fame, fresh, and gory,
When could they say, till now, that talked of
Rome, We carved not a line, we raised not a stone,
That her wide walls encompassed but one man} But we left him I alone in his glory.
Oh! you, and I-have heard ou fathers say, . 594. CASSIUS AGAINST CÆSAR.
There was a Brutus once, th't would have brooked lionor-is the subject of my story ;
The infernal devil, to keep his state in Rome, I cannot tell what you, and other men-
As easily as a king. Think of this life; but for my single self,
A warm heart-in this cold world-is like I had as lief not be, as live to be
A beacon-light-wasting feeble flame In awe--of such a thing as myself.
Upon the wintry deep, that feels it not, I was born free as Cæsar; so were you;
And, trembling with each pitiless gust th't blow4 We have both fed as well; and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he.
Till its faint fire-is spent. for, once upon a raw and gusty day,
Nature, in her productions slow, aspires, The troubled Tiber, chafing with its shores, | By just degrees, to reach perfec ion's height.
804. AGAINST THE AMERICAN WAR. I Nothing on earth, but you I prize, I cannot, my lords, I will not, join in con
All else is trifling in my eyes; gratulation on misfortune, and disgrace. This,
And cheerfully, would I resign
The wealth of worlds, to call you mino my lords, is a perilous, and tremendous mo
But, if another gain your hand, nent. It is not a time for adulation: the
Far distant from my native land, smoothness of flattery-cannot save us, in
Far hence, from you, and hope, I'll fly, this rugged, and awful crisis. It is now ne
And in some foreign region die.” cessary, to instruct the throne, in the language
The maiden heard, and thus replied: of truth. We must, if possible, dispel the de
“If my consent to be your bride, lusion, and darkness, which envelop it; and
Will make you happy, then be blest; display, in its full danger, and genuine colors,
But grant me, first, one small request; the ruiñ, which is brought to our doors. Can
A sacrifice I must demand, ministers, still presume to expect support, in
And, in return, will give my hang." their infátuation? Can parliament, be so
“A sacrifice! O speak its name, dead to its dignity, and duty, as to give their
For you I'd forfeit wealth, and fame; support to measures, thus obtruded, and for
Take my whole fortune-every cent ced upon them? Measures, my lords, which
"'Twas something more than wealth I meant have reduced this late tlourishing empire-to
“Must I the realms of Neptune trace? scorn, and contempt! “But yesterday, and
O speak the word-where'er the place, Britain might have stood against the world;
For you, the idol of my soul, now, none so poor, as to do her reverence.”
I'd e'en explore the frozen pole; The people, whom we at first despised as re
Arabia's sandy desert tread, bels, but whom we now acknowledge as ene Or trace the Tigris to its head." mies, are abetted against us, supplied with
“O no, dear sir, I do not ask, every military store, have their interest con
I s long a voyage, so hard a task; sulted, and their embassadors entertained by You must--but ah! the boon I want, our inveterate enemy-and ministers do not, I have no hope that you will grant.” and DARE not, interpose, with dignity, or ef
"Shall I, like Bonaparte, aspire fect. The desperate state of our army abroad,
To be the world's imperial sire? is in part known. No man more highly es Express the wish, and here I vow, teems, and honors the British troops, than I To place a crown upon your brow." do; I know their virtues, and their valor; I “Sir, these are trifles"-she replied know they can achieve anything, but impos " But, if you wish me for your bride, sibilities; and I know that the conquest of You must-but still I fear to speak British America is an impossibility. You You'll never grant the boon I seek." cannot, my lords, you cannot conquer Amer “O say!” he cried-“ dear angel sayica. What is your present situation there? What must I do, and I obey; We do not know the worst; but we know, No longer rack me with suspense, that in three campaigns, we have done no Speak your commands, and send me hence. thing, and suffered much. You may swell "Well, then, dear generous youth" she or ea, every expense, and accumulate every assist “If thus my heart you really prize, ance, and extend your traffic to the shambles And wish to link your fate with mine, of every German despot: your attempts will On one condition I am thine; be forever vain, and impotent-doubly so, 'Twill then become my pleasing duty, indeed, from this mercenary aid, on which
To contemplate a husband's beauty ; you rely; for it irritates, to an incurable re
And, gazing on his inanly face,
His feelings, and his wishes trace; sentment, the minds of your adversaries, to
To banish thence each mark of care, overrun them with the mercenary sons of ra
And light a smile of pleasure there. pine, and plunder, devoting them, and their
O let me then, 'tis all I ask, possessions, to the rapacity of hireling cruelty.
Commence at once the pleasing task; If I were an Americiin, as I am an English
O let me, as becomes my place, man, while a foreign troop was landed in my Cut those huge whiskers from your face." country, I never would lay down my arms; She said--but 0, what strange surprise No-Never, never, never.-Chatham.
Was pictured in her lover's eyes! 605. THE WHISKERS.
Like lightning, from the ground lie sprung,
While wild amazement tied his tongue;
A statue, motionless, he gazed,
Medusa's visage met his ken;
So, look'd Macbeth, whose guilty eye Compared with fashion's influence on mankind Discern'd an "air-drawn dagger” nigh; For love itself will oft to fashion bow;
And so, the prince of Denmark stared,
When first his father's ghost appeared.
At length, our hero, silence broke,
And thus, in wildest accents spoke:
“Cut off my whiskers! O ye gods'
Madam, I'd not be so disgraced,
So lost to fashion, and to taste,
To win an enpress to my arms;
Though'blest with more than mortal charms, “Pity my grief, angelic fair,
My whiskers! Zounds !" He said no more,
But quick retreated through the door,
And sought a less obdurate fair,
To take the beau, with all his hair.- Woodwork
This path, you say, is hid in endless night;
Tin self concest, alone, obstructs your sight.
597. Ossin's ADDRESS TO THE SUN. 01 599. Of ELOCUTION. Eloci tion le thou, that rollest above, round as the shield | art, or the a
as the shield I art, or the act, of so delivering our own tests of my fathers! whence are thy beams, o and feelings, or the thoughts and feelings of sun!' thy everlasting light? Thou comest others, as not only to convey to those around forth in thy awful beauty; the stars - hide us, with precision, force, and harmony, the full themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and purport, and meaning of the words and menpale, sinks in the western wave. But thou, tences, in which these thoughts are clothed; Thyself, movest alone: who can be a com- but also, to excite and to impress upon their panion of thy course? The oaks of the minds the feelings, imaginations, and pas mountains fall; the mountains themselves sions, by which those thoughts are dicuted or decay with years: the ocean shrinks, and by which they should naturally be accompanjo grows again; the moon, herself, is lost in the ed. Elocution, therefore, in its more amike heavens; but thou art forever the same, re and liberal signification, is not confined to une joicing in the brightness of thy course. When mere exercise of the organs of speech. At the world is dark with tempests, when thun- embraces the whole theory and practice of ders roll, and lightnings fly, thou lookest in the exterior demonstration of the inward thy beauty from the clouds, and laughest at workings of the mind. To concentrate what the storm. But to Ossian—thou lookest in has been said by an allegorical recapitulation: vain ; for he beholds thy beams no more; Eloquence—may be considered as the soul, or whether thy yellow hair-flows on the east- animated principle of discourse; and is de. ern clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of pendent on intellectual energy and intellectthe west. But thou art, perhaps, like me, for ual attainments. Elocution -- is the embora a season: thy years will have an end. Thoudying form, or representative power: depenwilt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice dent on exterior accomplishments, and on of the morning.
the cultivation of the organs. Oratory-in
the complicated and vital existence, resulting 598. DCUGLAS'S ACCOUNT OF HIMSELF.
from the perfect harmony and combination My name is Norval: on the Grampian hills
of eloquence and elocution. The vital exisMy father feeds his flocke; a frugal swain, tence, however, in its full perfection, is one Whose constant cares, were to increase his store, of the choicest rarities of nature. The high And keep his only son, myself, at home.
and splendid' accomplishments of oratory,
even in the most favored age and the most For I had heard of battles, and I longed
favored countries, have been attained by few; To follow to the field-some warlike lord;
and many are the ages, and many are the and Heaven soon granted--what my sire denied. countries, in which these accomplishments This moon which rose last night.round as my shield, have never once appeared. Generations have Had not yet filled her horn, when, by her light, succeeded to generations, and centuries have A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, rolled after centuries, during which, the inRushed like a torrent down upon the vale,
tellectual desert has not exhibited even one
solitary specimen of the stately growth and Sweeping our flocks and herds. The shepherds filed
flourishing expansion of oratorical genius. Frr safety, and for succor. I, alone,
The rarity of this occurrence is, undoubtedly, With bended bow, and quiver full of arrows, in part, to be accounted for, from the difficul. Hovered about the enemy, and marked
ty of the attainment. The palm of oratori The road he took ; then hasted to my friends, cal perfection is only to be grasped--it is, ir Whom, with a troop of fifty chosen men,
reality, only to be desired, by aspiring souls, I met advancing. The pursuit I led,
and intellects of unusual energy. It re
quires a persevering toil which few would be Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumbered foe. [drawn,
contented to encounter; a decisive intrepid We fought, and conquered. Ere a sword was
ity of character, and an untamableness of An arrow from my bow-had pierced their chief, mental ambition, which very, very few can Who wore, that day, the arms which now I wear. be expected to possess. It requires, also, Returning home in triumph, I disdained
conspicuous opportunities for cultivation and The shepherd's slothful life: and having heard display, to which few can have the fortune 'That our good king-had summoned his bold peers
to be born, and which fewer still will have
the hardihood to endeavor to create. To lead their warriors to the Carron side, I left my father's house, and took with me
VIRTUE THE GUARDIAN OF YOUTH. A chosen servant to conduct my steps,
Down the smooth stream of life the strip ing dasta, Yon trembling coward, who forsook his master. Gay as the morn; bright glows the vernal sky, Journeying with this intent, I passed these towers, Hoswells his sails, and Passion steers his course And, heaven-directed, came this day to do
So guides his little bark along the shore, The happy deed, that gilds my humble naine. Where virtue takes her stand: but if too far
He launches forth beyond discretion's mark, MORAL TRUTH INTELLIGIBLE TO ALL.
Sudden the tempest scowls, the surges roar, The shepherd lad, who, in the sunshine, carver
Blot his fair day, and plunge him in the deep. On the green turf a dial, to divide The ailent hours; and who, to that report,
“ My boy, the unwelcome hour is come, Can portion out his pleasures, and adapt
When thou, transplanted from thy genial hower, Ais round of pastoral duties, is not left
Must find a colder soil, and bleaker air, With legs intelligence, for moral things,
And trust for safety—to a stranger's care" Of gravest import. Early, he perceives,
Deceit-is the false road to happiness ; Within himself, a measure, and a rule,
And all the joys we travel to, through vice, Which, to the sun of truth, he can apply,
Like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them That shines for him, and shines for all mankind. See all, but man, with unearn'd pleasure gay.
600. SUPPOSED SPEECH OF JOHN ADAMS ON a state to enjoy all the benfits of victory, f we ADOPTING THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE. I gain the victory? It is true, indeed, that in the beginning, we aim-/ If we fail, it can be no worse for us.- Bu! we ed not at independence. But there's a Divinity, shall not fail. The cause will raise up armies; which shapes our ends. The injustice of England the cause will create navies. The people, if we has driven us to arms; and, blinded to her own are true to them, will carry us, and will carry interest, for our good, she has obstinately persist- | themselves, gloriously througlı this struggle. I care ed, till independence is now within our grasp. not how fickle other people We have but to reach forth to it, and it is ours. know the people of these colonies; and I know, Why, then, should we defer the declaration? Is that resistance to British aggression is deep and any man so weak, as now to hope for a reconci. settled in their hearts, and cannot be eradicated. liation with England, which shall leave either Every colony, indeed, has expressed its willingcafety to the country, and its liberties, or safety to ness to follow, if we but take the lead. his own life, and his own honor ?
Sir, the declaration will inspire the people with Are not you, sir, who sit in that chair; is not increased courage. Instead of a long and bloody he, our venerable colleague near you; are you not war for restoration of privileges, for redress of poth, already, the proscribed, and predestined ob- grievances, for chartered immunities, held under jects of punishment, and of vengeance? Cut off | a British king, set before them the glorious object from all hope of royal clemency, what are you, of entire independence, and it will breathe into what can you be, while the power of Emgland re- | them anew the breath of life. Read this declaramains, but outlaws? If we postpone independence, tion at the head of the army; every sword will be (lo we mean to carry on, or to give up the war? | drawn from its scabbard, and the solemn vow utDo we mean to submi to the measures of parlia- tered, to maintain it or to perish on the bed of honor. nent, Boston port-bill and all? Do we mean to Publish it from the pulpit; religion will approve it, submit, and consent that we ourselves shall be and the love of religious liberty will cling around ground to powder, and our country and its rights it, resolved to stand with it, or fall with it. Send trodden down in the dust?
it to the public halls; proclaim it there; let them I know we do not mean to submit. We never hear it, who heard the first roar of the enemy's shall submit. Do we intend to violate that most cannon; let them see it, who saw their brothers
gation, ever entered into by men, that and their sons fall on the field of Bunker-Hill, and plighting, before God, of our sacred honor to Wash-in the streets of Lexington and Concord, and the ington, when, putting him forth to incur the dangers very walls will cry out in its support. oi war, as well as the political hazards of the times, Sir, I know the uncertainty of human affairs; we promised to adhere to him, in every extrem but I see clearly, through this day's business. You ity, with our fortunes, and our lives?
and I, indeed, may rue it. We may not live to I know there is not a man here, who would not the time, when this declaration shall be made good. rather see a general conflagration sweep over the We may die; die, colonists; die, slaves; die, it land, or an earthquake sink it, than one jot or titile may be, ignominiously, and on the scaffold. Be it of that plighted faith to fall to the ground. For so. If it be the pleasure of Heaven, that my coun. myself, having, twelve months ago, in this place, I try shall require the poor offering of my life, tho moved you. that George Washington be appointed victim shall be ready, at the appointed hour of commander of the forces, raised, or to be raised, sacrifice, come when that hour may. for defence of American liberty, may my right But, whatever may be our fate, be assured that nand forget her cunning, and my tongue cieave to this declaration will stand. It may cost treasure, the roof of my mouth, if I hesitate, or waver in the land it may cost blood; but it will stand, and it will support I give him.
richly compensate for both. Through the thick The war, then, must go on. We must fight it gloom of the present, I see the brightness of the through. And, if the war must go on, why put off future as the sun in heaven. We shall make this conger, the declaration of independence? That a glorious, an immortal day. When we are in measure will strengthen us. It will give us char- our graves, our children will honor it. They will acter abroad. The nations will then treat with us; celebrate it with thanksgiving, with festivity, with which they never can do, while we acknowledge bonfires, and illuminations. On its annual return, ourselves subjects, in arms against our sovereign. they will shed tears, copious, gushing tears, not of Nay, I maintain, that England herself will sooner subjection and slavery, not of agony and distress, treat for peace with us, on the footing of indepen- but of exultation, of gratitude, and of joy. Sir, bedence, than consent, by repealing her acts, to ac-fore God I believe the hour is come. My judgment knowledge that her whole conduct toward us, ha approves this measure, and my whole heart is in been a course of injustice and oppression.
it. All that I am, all that I have, and all that I hope ller pride will be less wounded, by submitting for, in this life, I am now ready here to stake upon to that course of things, which now predestinates our independence, than by yielding the points in or die; survive, or perish, I am for the declaration. controversy to her rebellious subjects. The former it is my living sentiment; and, by the blessing of she would regard as the result of fortune; the latter God, it shall be my dying sentiment-Independenco she would feel as her own deep disgrace. Why now! and independence-FOREVER! – Webster. shen, sir, do we not as soon as possible, change kis from a civil to a national war? And, since Be not dismayed-fear-nurses up a dange: Reinust fight it through, why not put ourselves in And resoluti: n--kills it--in the birtle