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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.

Do Right And Risk The Consequences.

I Beseech Those Whose Piety Will Permit Them Reverently To Petition, That They Will Pray For This Union, And Ask That He Who Buildeth Up And Pulleth Down Nations Will, The Mercy Preserve And Unite Us. For A Nation Divided Against Itself Cannot Stand. I Wish, If This Union Must Be Dissolved, That Its Ruins May Be The Monument Of My Grave, And The Graves Of My Family. I Wish No Epitaph To Be Written To Tell That I Survive The Ruin Of This Glorious Union.

Govern Wisely, And As Little As Possible

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