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.
TECUMSEHShow respect to all people, but grovel to none.
More Tecumseh Quotes
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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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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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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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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 you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength.
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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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Let us form one body, one heart, and defend to the last warrior our country, our homes, our liberty, and the graves of our fathers.
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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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The white people have no right to take the land from the Indians, because the Indians had it first.
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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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Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
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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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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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Sell a country! Why not sell the air, the clouds and the great sea, as well as the earth? Did not the Great Spirit make them all for the use of his children?
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