I Am Not A Virginian, I Am

Be Of Good Courage, My Son, And Remember That The Best Men Always Make Themselves.

We Have Not Yet Begun To Fight.

If We Wish To Be Free; If We Mean To Preserve Inviolate Those Inestimable Privileges For Which We Have Been So Long Contending; If We Mean Not Basely To Abandon The Noble Struggle In Which We Have Been So Long Engaged, And Which We Have Pledged Ourselves Never To Abandon Until The Glorious Object Of Our Contest Shall Be Obtained - We Must Fight! I Repeat It, Sir, We Must Fight! An Appeal To Arms, And To The God Of Hosts, Is All That Is Left Us.

He That Hath A Blind Conscience Which Sees Nothing, A Dead Conscience Which Feels Nothing, And A Dumb Conscience Which Says Nothing, Is In As Miserable A Condition As A Man Can Be On This Side Of Hell.

Have We The Means Of Resisting Disciplined Armies, When Our Only Defense, The Militia, Is Put In The Hands Of Congress? Of What Service Would Militia Be To You When, Most Probably, You Will Not Have A Single Musket In The State? For, As Arms Are To Be Provided By Congress, They May Or May Not Provide Them.