"This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land,
Dear for her reputation through the world,
Is now leased out, I die pronouncing it,
Like to a tenement or pelting farm:
England, bound in with the triumphant sea
Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege
Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame,
With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds:
That England, that was wont to conquer others,
Hath made a shameful conquest of itself."
Richard II; Act II, Sc. 1.
Everything old is new again.
 |
 |
 |
| "I am an American fighting man. I serve in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense." |