I Should Be Glad If I Could

The Heart Of The People, North And South, Is For The Union.

Drop A Grain Of California Gold Into The Ground, And There It Will Lie Unchanged Until The End Of Time; . . . Drop A Grain Of Our Blessed Gold [wheat] Into The Ground And Lo! A Mystery.

There Is No Sanctuary Of Virtue Like A Home.

This Glorious Union Shall Not Perish! Precious Legacy Of Our Fathers, It Shall Go Down Honored And Cherished To Our Children. Generations Unborn Shall Enjoy Its Privileges As We Have Done; And If We Leave Them Poor In All Besides, We Will Transmit To Them The Boundless Wealth Of Its Blessings!

I Am Only One But Still I Am One. I Cannot Do Everything, But Still I Can Do Something.