Passion Makes The Will Lord Of The

But Thought's The Slave Of Life, And Life Time's Fool.

This Royal Throne Of Kings, This Sceptered Isle, This Earth Of Majesty, This Seat Of Mars, This Other Eden, Demi-paradise, This Fortress Built By Nature For Herself Against Infection And The Hand Of War, This Happy Breed Of Men, This Little World, This Precious Stone Set In The Silver Sea, Which Serves It In The Office Of A Wall Or As A Moat Defensive To A House, Against The Envy Of Less Happier Lands,--this Blessed Plot, This Earth, This Realm, This England.

Thou Hast Most Traitorously Corrupted The Youth Of The Realm In Erecting A Grammar School.

Defer No Time, Delays Have Dangerous Ends.

In Time We Hate That Which We Often Fear.