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John Hancock[W]e dread nothing but slavery. Death is the creature of a poltroon’s brains; ’tis immortality to sacrifice ourselves for the salvation of our country. We fear not death. That gloomy night, that palefaced moon, and the affrighted starts that hurried through the sky, can witness that we fear not death.

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