You know it, and I am afraid it has only fed your pride, not prompted you to usefulness.

Is it real love for your country that leads you to these speeches; or is it a desire to see how you can rouse the passions of your listeners, and force them to do your bidding?
For every talent we must give an account, and surely for none more strictly than the power to prompt men to good or evil.

I believe you love your country, my boy.
You love our dear country, or I would blush to own you as my son.

But I fear you have as yet but a poor idea what it is to be a true patriot." "A true patriot, mother?
I think I know what that means.

One who loves his country, and would cheerfully die for her," said Blair with enthusiasm.
"You might even love your country and die for her, and yet be no _true_ patriot," said the mother.