There’s a time for casting silver; a time for casting cannon. If that isn’t in the red, it should be!

No matter what you do, you’ll never run away from you.

No matter what you do, you'll never run away from you.

There's a time for casting silver; a time for casting cannon. If that isn't in the red, it should be!

To arms, to arms! The British are coming, the British are coming!

If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry-arch Of the North-Church-tower, as a signal-light,-- One if by land, and two if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country-folk to be up and to arm.

1 if by land, 2 if by sea.

He said to me, ''We are now going towards your friends, and if you attempt to run, or we are insulted, we will blow your brains out.'' When we had got into the road they formed a circle, and ordered the prisoners in the center, and to lead me in the front.

In every city we play in the clock never works. It reminds me of Back to the Future.

In the Fall of 1774 & Winter of 1775, I was one of upwards of thirty, chiefly mechanics, who formed ourselves into a committee for the purpose of watching the movements of the British soldiers, and gaining every intelligence of the movements of the Tories.