In the groves of their academy, at the end of every vista, you see nothing but the gallows. – Edmund Burke
To make us love our country, our country ought to be lovely. – Edmund Burke

In the groves of their academy, at the end of every vista, you see nothing but the gallows. – Edmund Burke
To make us love our country, our country ought to be lovely. – Edmund Burke
If the grain were separated from the chaff which fills the Works of our National Poets, what is truly valuable would be to what is useless in the proportion of a mole-hill to a mountain. – Edmund Burke