he vitalizing forces that make for
civilization. And we must constantly direct our purpose and
our policies to the time when the whole world shall have
become civilized; when men, families, communities, will yield
to reason and to conscience. And then we will draw our sword
Excalibur from its sheath and fling it out into the sea,
rejoicing that it is gone forever.
LYMAN ABBOTT: _International Brotherhood_, 1899
12. I give you, gentlemen, in conclusion, this sentiment: "The
Little Court-room at Geneva--where our royal mother England,
and her proud though untitled daughter, alike bent their
heads to the majesty of Law and accepted Justice as a greater
and better arbiter than Power."
WILLIAM M. EVARTS: _International Arbitration_, 1872
13. You recollect the old joke, I think it began with Preston of
South Carolina, that Boston exported no articles of native
growth but granite and ice. That was true then, but we have
improved since, and to these exports we have added roses and
cabbages. Mr. President, they are good roses, and good
cabbages, and I assure you that the granite is excellent hard
granite, and the ice is very cold ice.
EDWARD EVERETT HALE: _Boston_, 1880
14. Long live the Republic of Washington! Respected by mankind,
beloved of all its sons, long may it be the asylum of the
poor and oppressed of all lands and religions--long may it be
the citadel of that liberty which writes beneath the Eagle's
folded wings, "We will sell to no man, we will deny to no
man, Right and Justice."
Long live the United States of America! Filled with the free,
magnanimous spirit, crowned by the wisdom, blessed by the
moderation, hovered over by the guardian angel of
Washington's example; may they be ever worthy in all things
to be defended by the blood of the brave who know the rights
of man and shrink not from their assertion--may they be each
a column, and altogether, under the Constitution, a perpetual
Temple of Peace, unshadowed by a Caesar's palace, at whose
altar may freely commune all who seek the union of Liberty
and Brotherhood.
Long live our Country! Oh, long through the undying ages may
it stand, far removed in fact as in space from the Old
World's feuds and follies, alone in its grandeur and its
glory, itself the immortal monument of Him whom Providence
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