ABSTRACT
Blandishments will not fascinate us, nor will threats of a “halter” intimidate us. For, under God, we are determined that, wheresoever, whensoever, or howsoever we shall he called to make our exit, we will die freemen.—Josiah Quincy. They never fail who die In a great cause; the block may soak their gore, Their heads may sodden in the sun; their limbs Be strung to city gates and castle walls,— But still their spirit walks abroad. Though Years elapse, and others share as dark a doom; They but augment the dark and sleepy thoughts Which overpower all others, and conduct The world at last to freedom. —Lord Byron.
