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Trade Increases The Wealth And Glory Of A Country; But Its Real Strength And Stamina Are To Be Looked For Among The Cultivators Of The Land.

If I Were An American, As I Am An Englishman, While A Foreign Troop Was Landed In My Country, I Never Would Lay Down My Arms Never Never Never!

I Think I Could Eat One Of Bellamy's Veal Pies.

The Poorest Man May, In His Cottage, Bid Defiance To All The Forces Of The Crown. It May Be Frail, Its Roof May Shake; The Wind May Blow Though It; The Storm May Enter; The Rain May Enter; But The King Of England May Not Enter; All His Force Dares Not Cross The Threshold Of The Ruined Tenement.

Surely The Principles Of Christianity Lead To Action As Well As Meditation.