When I Am Dead, No

In Italy, On The Breaking Up Of The Roman Empire, Society Might Be Said To Be Resolved Into Its Original Elements, - Into Hostile Atoms, Whose Only Movement Was That Of Mutual Repulsion.

God Bless The Union; - It Is Dearer To Us For The Blood Of Brave Men Which Has Been Shed In Its Defence.

The Evil, Sir, Is Enormous; The Inevitable Suffering Incalculable. Do Not Stain The Fair Fame Of The Country. . . . Nations Of Dependent Indians, Against Their Will, Under Color Of Law, Are Driven From Their Homes Into The Wilderness. You Cannot Explain It; You Cannot Reason It Away. . . . Our Friends Will View This Measure With Sorrow, And Our Enemies Alone With Joy. And We Ourselves, Sir, When The Interests And Passions Of The Day Are Past, Shall Look Back Upon It, I Fear, With Self-reproach, And A Regret As Bitter As Unavailing.

A Great Character, Founded On The Living Rock Of Principle Is, In Fact, Not A Solitary Phenomenon, To Be At Once Perceived, Limited, And Described. It Is A Dispensation Of Providence, Designed To Have Not Merely An Immediate, But A Continuous, Progressive, And Never-ending Agency. It Survives The Man Who Possessed It; Survives His Age,--and Perhaps, His Country, His Language.

It Was Appointed By Law In Athens, That The Obsequies Of The Citizens Who Fell In Battle Should Be Performed At The Public Expense, And In The Most Honorable Manner.