But With Morning Cool Repentance Came.

I Envy Thee Not Thy Faith, Which Is Ever In Thy Mouth But Never In Thy Heart Nor In Thy Practice

In Prosperous Times I Have Sometimes Felt My Fancy And Powers Of Language Flag, But Adversity Is To Me At Least A Tonic And Bracer.

There Is A Vulgar Incredulity, Which In Historical Matters, As Well As In Those Of Religion, Finds It Easier To Doubt Than To Examine.

Teach You Children Poetry; It Opens The Mind, Lends Grace To Wisdom And Makes The Heroic Virtues Hereditary.

"charge, Chester, Charge! On, Stanley, On!" Were The Last Words Of Marmion.