Washington and His Generals: Or, Legends of the RevolutionG. B. Zieber and Company, 1847 - 514 pages |
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... are the times that try men's souls ! The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot , will in this CRISIS , shrink from the service of his coun- try ; but he that stands it Now , deserves the love and thanks of man and woman . Tyranny like ...
... are the times that try men's souls ! The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot , will in this CRISIS , shrink from the service of his coun- try ; but he that stands it Now , deserves the love and thanks of man and woman . Tyranny like ...
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