Creation's Heir, The World, The World Is

What Is Genius Or Courage Without A Heart?

How Wide The Limits Stand Between A Splendid And A Happy Land.

Well Had The Boding Tremblers Learned To Trace The Day's Disasters In His Morning Face.

To Me More Dear, Congenial To My Heart, One Native Charm, Than All The Gloss Of Art.

An Englishman Fears Contempt More Than Death.