Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
TECUMSEHShow respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.
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Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.
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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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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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The Great Spirit is angry with all men that tell lies.
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My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
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Brothers, we must be united; we must smoke the same pipe; we must fight each other’s battles; and more than all, we must love the Great Spirit.
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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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Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pcanet, and other powerful tribes of our people? They have vanished before the avarice and oppression of the white man, as snow before the summer sun.
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When the legends die, the dreams end; there is no more greatness.
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Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
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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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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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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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