I Laugh Because I Must Not Cry,

Too Big To Cry Too Young To Laugh.

I Believe This Government Cannot Endure, Permanently Half Slave And Half Free.

We Here Highly Resolve That These Dead Shall Not Have Died In Vain.

The Blessing Always Comes Back To The Door Of The Author.

All The Armies Of Europe, Asia And Africa Combined, With All The Treasure Of The Earth (our Own Excepted) In Their Military Chest; With A Buonaparte For A Commander, Could Not By Force, Take A Drink From The Ohio, Or Make A Track On The Blue Ridge, In A Trial Of A Thousand Years.