Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?
One or two of these scoundrel statesmen should be shot once a-year, just to keep the others on their good behavior.
Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er.
For love is heaven and heaven is love.
Wounds sustained for the sake of conscience carry their own balsam with the blow.
It is more difficult to look upon victory than upon battle.