Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
TECUMSEHSell 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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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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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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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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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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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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Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
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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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From my tribe I take nothing. I am the maker of my own destiny! And of that I might make the destiny of my red people, of our nation, as great as I conceive to in my mind, when I think of Weshemoneto, who rules this universe!
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Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.
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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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The Great Spirit is angry with all men that tell lies.
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The white people have no right to take the land from the Indians, because the Indians had it first.
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I am the maker of my own fortune, and Oh! that I could make that of my Red People, and of my country, as great as the conceptions of my mind, when I think of the spirit that rules the universe.
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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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From my tribe I take nothing, I am the maker of my own fortune.
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