Not for the flag Of any land because myself was born there Will I give up my life. But I will love that land where man is free, And that will I defend.
Edna St. Vincent MillayThere are a hundred places where I fear To go, --so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him!
Edna St. Vincent Millay