There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free--if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending--if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained--we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of hosts is all that is left us! They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength but irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. The millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable--and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.It is in vain, sir, to extentuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace--but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Hear, hear.
I'm not too patriotic these days, but that doesn't mean today isn't a holiday for me to celebrate. Happy Aphelion Day!
Patrick Henry ftw.
Gotta love Ole Patrick. I grew up not far from the TVA's Fort Patrick Henry Dam - I think I knew about him before I'd heard of the other Founders.
From agitator to Governor. From Antifederalist who demanded a Bill of Rights to Federalist committed to the amended Constitution. Thus set in motion some of the currents that would lead to the Whiggery (and later Republicanism) of Southern Appalachia. Feisty sonofagun and hard to get along with. But always to be honoured for standing firm and loud and clear, as did differently Sam Adams and Tom Paine, on the position that Life is an activity and not a condition - with Liberty as the necessary condition of that activity in all its fullness. - Hadn't read this in years, thanks for printing it!
Ah, going to war is so much fun.
Why we don't do it more often is beyond me.
I didn't notice Patrick Henry shouldering a musket and marching into battle with the redcoats. Patrick Henry was a chickenhawk.