Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
TECUMSEHMy father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
More Tecumseh Quotes
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The Great Spirit made all things. He gave the white people a home beyond the great waters. He supplied these grounds with game, and gave them to his red children; and he gave them strength and courage to defend them.
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Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
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I am Shawnee! I am a warrior! My forefathers were warriors. From them I took only my birth into this world.
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Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.
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Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pokanoket, and many other once powerful tribes of our people? They have vanished before the avarice and the oppression of the White Man, as snow before a summer sun.
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Always give a word or sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, or even a stranger, if in a lonely place.
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From my tribe I take nothing, I am the maker of my own fortune.
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We gave them forest-clad mountains and valleys full of game, and in return what did they give our warriors and our women? Rum, trinkets, and a grave.
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The way, the only way to stop this evil is for the red man to unite in claiming a common and equal right in the land, as it was first, and should be now, for it was never divided.”
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Sell a country! Why not sell the air, the great sea, as well as the earth? Didn’t the Great Spirit make them all for the use of his children?
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When your time comes to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.
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Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
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Will we let ourselves be destroyed in our turn without a struggle, give up our homes, our country bequeathed to us by the Great Spirit, the graves of our dead and everything that is dear and sacred to us? I know you will cry with me, ‘Never! Never!’
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When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength.
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Brothers, the white people are like poisonous serpents: when chilled they are feeble and harmless, but invigorate them with warmth and they sting their benefactors to death.
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