Tomorrow Let Us Do Or Die!

Triumphal Arch, That Fill'st The Sky When Storms Prepare To Part, I Ask Not Proud Philosophy To Teach Me What Thou Art.

The Patriot's Blood Is The Seed Of Freedom's Tree.

To Live In The Hearts Of Others Is Not To Die

Love! The Surviving Gift Of Heaven, The Choicest Sweet Of Paradise, In Life's Else Bitter Cup Distilled.

Tis Distance Lends Enchantment To The View, And Robes The Mountain In Its Azure Hue.