England Expects That Every Man Will Do

Thank God I Have Done My Duty. Drink, Drink. Fan, Fan. Rub, Rub. Kiss Me, Hardy.

Buonaparte Has Often Made His Boast That Our Fleet Would Be Worn Out By Keeping The Sea And That His Was Kept In Order And Increasing By Staying In Port; But Know He Finds, I Fancy, If Emperors Hear The Truth, That His Fleet Suffers More In A Night Than Ours In One Year.

In Honour I Gained Them, And In Honour I Will Die With Them.

England Expects Every Man To Do His Duty

I Am A Norfolk Man And Glory In Being So.