And now, dear sister, I must leave this house or the retreating army will make me a prisoner in it by filling up the road I am directed to take.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I needed to run away in order to come home.
We are commanded to seek out those who are lost. We are to be our brother's keeper.
Place me behind prison walls - walls of stone ever so high, ever so thick, reaching ever so far into the ground. There is a possibility that in some way or another I may be able to escape. But stand me on that floor and draw a chalk line around me and have me give my word of honor never to cross it. Can I get out of that circle? No. Never.
In an earthquake, I shouldn't run out of the house - I should run into it.
But, sir, I shall take the path of duty and shall not swerve from it.
But, my dear sirs, when peace does come, you may call on me for any thing. Then will I share with you the last cracker, and watch with you to shield your homes and families against danger from every quarter.
I have become a prisoner of the peace movement. But you can't say that the termination is coming and then say that you are going back to your own garden to dig.
But we want peace, I would move all my people down this way. I could then keep them all quietly near camp.
Follow me if I advance! Kill me if I retreat! Revenge me if I die!
When you live on the road, going home is a place to escape and just be with your family to unwind.