God Defend The Right.

Thou Dost Conspire Against Thy Friend, Iago, If Thou But Think'st Him Wronged, And Mak'st His Ear A Stranger To Thy Thoughts.

Go, Bid The Soldiers Shoot.

I Would Give All Of My Fame For A Pot Of Ale And Safety.

Now Join Your Hands, And With Your Hands Your Hearts.

Lovers Ever Run Before The Clock