Oh, How Wretched Should I Be At

You Are Not To Inquire How Your Trade May Be Increased, Nor How You Are To Become A Great And Powerful People, But How Your Liberties Can Be Secured; For Liberty Ought To Be The Direct End Of Your Government.

Were My Soul Trembling On The Wing Of Eternity, Were This Hand Freezing To Death, Were My Voice Choking With The Last Struggle, I Would Still, With The Last Gasp Of That Voice, Implore You To Remember The Truth: God Has Given America To Be Free.

The Battle Is Not To The Strong Alone. It Is To The Vigilant, The Active, And The Brave. A Small, Disciplined Militia Can Not Only Hold Out Against A Larger Force, But Drive It Back, Because What They're Fighting For Rightfully Belongs To Them.

They Tell Us, Sir, That We Are Weak; Unable To Cope With So Formidable An Adversary. But When Shall We Be Stronger? Will It Be The Next Week, Or The Next Year? Will It Be When We Are Totally Disarmed, And When A British Guard Shall Be Stationed In Every House?

Righteousness Alone Can Exalt Them [america] As A Nation. Reader! Whoever Thou Art, Remember This, And In Thy Sphere Practice Virtue Thyself And Encourage It In Others.