Virtue Is Chok'd With Foul Ambition

Let Never Day Nor Night Unhallowed Pass, But Still Remember What The Lord Hath Done.

To Persist In Doing Wrong Extenuates Not The Wrong, But Makes It Much More Heavy.

I Scorn You, Scurvy Companion.

In Delay There Lies No Plenty.

God Is Our Fortress, In Whose Conquering Name Let Us Resolve To Scale Their Flinty Bulwarks.