They are our kindred; bone of our bone; flesh of our flesh; blood of our blood, and whatever may be the temporary error of any Southern State I, for one, if I have a right to speak for Massachusetts, say to her, 'Entreat me not to leave thee, nor to return from following after thee.
George F. Hoar: “They are our kindred; bone of our bone; flesh of our flesh; blood of our blood, and whatever may be the temporary error…”
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Hoar expresses a deep kinship with the Southern people, invoking a biblical sentiment of loyalty and connection.
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