Those who would make us feel, must feel themselves.

Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still

Be England what she will, with all her faults she is my country still.

Genius is of no country; her pure ray / Spreads all abroad, as general as the day.

I was only the servant of my country and had I, at any moment, failed to express her unflinching resolve to fight and conquer, I should at once have been rightly cast aside.

Do not criticize your government when out of the country. Never cease to do so when at home.