More from John Hay
The people will come to their own at last,— God is not mocked forever.
He weren't no saint—but at jedgment I'd run my chance with Jim. 'Longside of some pious gentlemen That wouldn't shook hands with him. He seen his duty, a dead-sure thing— And went for it thar and then;
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanish-American_War The Spanish-American War has been a splendid little war, begun with the highest motives, carried on with magnificent intelligence and spirit, favored by that Fortune that loves the brave. …
At my door the Pale Horse stands To carry me to unknown lands.
Dealing with a government [Tsarist Russia] with whom mendacity is a science is an extremely difficult and delicate matter.
I think that saving a little child And bringing him to his own, Is a derned sight better business Than loafing around the throne.