My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
TECUMSEHMy father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
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I would not then come to Governor Harrison to ask him to tear up the treaty, and to obliterate the landmark, but I would say to him, “Sir, you have the liberty to return to your own country.”
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The way, and the only way, to stop this evil is for all the red men to unite in claiming a common and equal right in the land, as it was at first, and should be yet; for it was never divided, but belongs to all for the use of each.
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Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend,even a stranger, when in a lonely place.
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Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view and demand that they respect yours.
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Show respect to all people, but grovel to none.
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Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.
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From my tribe I take nothing, I am the maker of my own fortune.
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I am a Shawnee. My forefathers were warriors. Their son is a warrior. From them, I take my only existence.
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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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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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Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in yourself.
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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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Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
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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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Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.
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