"My country, right or wrong," is a thing that no patriot would think of saying except in a desperate case. It is like saying, "My mother, drunk or sober."
Our country is the common parent of all. [Lat., Patria est communis omnium parens.]
Our country is wherever we are well off. [Lat., Patria est, ubicunque est bene.]
I hope to find my country in the right: however I will stand by her, right or wrong.
Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations, may she always be in the right; but our country, right or wrong.
'Twas for the good of my country that I should be abroad. Anything for the good of one's country--I'm a Roman for that.
And bold and hard adventures t' undertake, Leaving his country for his country's sake.
Our country is the world--our countrymen are all mankind.
Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam, His first best country ever is at home.
I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.
He serves his party best who serves the country best.
He serves me most who serves his country best.
And for our country 'tis a bliss to die.
Father of his country. [Lat., Pater pariae.]
Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.
Is it an offence, is it a mistake, is it a crime to take a hopeful view of the prospects of your own country? Why should it be? Why should patriotism and pessimism be identical? Hope is the mainspring of patriotism.
There are many different voice and languages; but there is but one voice of the peoples when you are declared to be the true "Father of your country." [Lat., Vox diversa sonat: populorum est vox tamen una, Cum verus Patriae diceris esse Pater.]
The whole earth is the brave man's country. [Lat., Omne solum forti patria est.]
My country is the world, and my religion to do good.
I die content, I die for the liberty of my country. [Fr., Je meurs content, je meurs pour la liberte de mon pays.]
They know no country, own no lord, Their home the camp, their law the sword.
If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country I never would lay down my arms,--never! never! never!
A brave man's country is wherever he chooses his abode. [Lat., Patria est ubicumque vir fortis sedem elegerit.]
Our country, right or wrong! When right, to be kept right; when wrong, to be put right!
To preserve the life of citizens, is the greatest virtue in the father of his country. [Lat., Servare cives, major est virtus patriae patri.]