M'Donald monologue (Act 5) — André

Such are the dictates of the heart, not head. Oh, may the children of Columbia still Be taught by every teacher of mankind, Each circumstance of calculative gain, Or wounded pride, which prompted our oppressors: May every child be taught to lisp the tale: And may, in times to come, no foreign force, No European influence, tempt to misstate, Or awe the tongue of eloquence to silence. Still may our children's children deep abhor The motives, doubly deep detest the actors; Ever remembering, that the race who plan'd, Who acquiesced, or did the deeds abhor'd, Has pass'd from off the earth; and, in its stead, Stand men who challenge love or detestation But from their proper, individual deeds. Never let memory of the sire's offence Descend upon the son.