Quote#Kindness
Stand! the ground's your own, my braves!
Quote byJohn Pierpont · 1785–1866
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "Warren's Address to the American Soldiers" (A Song for the Table, Written for the Laying of the Corner Stone of the Bunker Hill Monument, June 17, 1825), st. 1. Airs of Palestine, and Other Poems (1840), p. 243.
English (original)
Stand! the ground's your own, my braves! Will ye give it up to slaves? Will ye look for greener graves? Hope ye mercy still? What's the mercy despots feel? Hear it in that battle-peal! Read it on yon bristling steel! Ask it,—ye who will.
— John Pierpont
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