I Love Texas Too Well To Bring

We View Ourselves On The Eve Of Battle. We Are Nerved For The Contest, And Must Conquer Or Perish. It Is Vain To Look For Present Aid: None Is At Hand. We Must Now Act Or Abandon All Hope! Rally To The Standard, And Be No Longer The Scoff Of Mercenary Tongues! Be Men, Be Free Men, That Your Children May Bless Their Father's Name.

Texas Has Yet To Learn Submission To Any Oppression, Come From What Source It May.

It Is A Matter Of Great Satisfaction To Me To Hope That My Children Will Be In Circumstances To Receive A Good Education. Mine Was Defective And I Feel The Inconvenience, If Not The Misfortune Of Not Receiving A Classical Education. Knowledge Is The Food Of Genius, And My Son, Let No Opportunity Escape You To Treasure Up Knowledge.

Let Me Tell You What Is Coming.... Your Fathers And Husbands, Your Sons And Brothers, Will Be Herded At The Point Of The Bayonet... You May, After The Sacrifice Of Countless Millions Of Treasure And Of Thousands Of Lives, As A Bare Possibility, Win Southern Independence...but I Doubt It.

I Love Texas Too Well To Bring Civil Strife And Bloodshed Upon Her.