Brock monologue (Act 4) — Tecumseh : a Drama

You have no faith! Then take a creed from me! For I believe in Britain's Empire, and In Canada, its true and loyal son, Who yet shall rise to greatness, and shall stand At England's shoulder helping her to guard True liberty throughout a faithless world. Here is a creed for arsenals and camps, For hearts and heads that seek their country's good; So, go at once, and meditate on it! I have no time to parley with you now-- But think on this as well! that traitors, spies, And aliens who refuse to take up arms, Forfeit their holdings, and must leave this land, Or dangle nearer Heaven than they wish. So to your homes, and ponder your condition.