Hell Is Full Of Good Intentions.

England, So Long Mistress Of The Sea, Where Winds And Waves Confess Her Sovereignty, Her Ancient Triumphs Yet On High Shall Bear And Reign The Sovereign Of The Conquered Air.

As To Posterity, I May Ask What Has It Ever Done To Oblige Me?

And Weep The More, Because I Weep In Vain.

When Love Could Teach A Monarch To Be Wise, And Gospel-light First Dawn'd From Bullen's Eyes.

Ah, Tell Them They Are Men!