Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty.
John Philpot Curran, speech in Dublin (1808).
Dear Erin, how sweetly thy green bosom rises! An emerald set in the ring of the sea. Each blade of thy meadows my faithful heart prizes, Thou queen of the west, the world's cushla ma chree.John Philpot Curran
But as in wailing there's nought availing, And Death unfailing will strike the blow, Then for that reason, and for a season, Let us be merry before we go.John Philpot Curran
The condition upon which God hath given liberty to man is eternal vigilance; which condition if he break, servitude is at once the consequence of his crime, and the punishment of his guilt.John Philpot Curran
Like the silver plate on a coffin.John Philpot Curran