You Shall Not Pile, With

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

You Shall Not Pile, With Servile Toil, Your Monuments Upon My Breast, Nor Yet Within The Common Soil, Lay Down The Wreck Of Power To Rest...

Truth Travels Down From The Heights Of Philosophy To The Humblest Walks Of Life, And Up From The Simplest Perceptions Of An Awakened Intellect To The Discoveries Which Almost Change The Face Of The World. At Every Stage Of Its Progress It Is Genial, Luminous, Creative.

I Should Be Glad If I Could Flatter Myself That I Came As Near The Central Idea Of The Occasion, In Two Hours, As You Did In Two Minutes.

The Man Who Stands Upon His Own Soil, Who Feels, By The Laws Of The Land In Which He Lives,-by The Laws Of Civilized Nations,-he Is The Rightful And Exclusive Owner Of The Land Which He Tills, Is, By The Constitution Of Our Nature, Under A Wholesome Influence, Not Easily Imbibed From Any Other Source.