Every One With This Writ May Be

I Pray God I May Never Be Brought To The Melancholy Trial, But If Ever I Should, It Will Be Then Known How Far I Can Reduce To Practice, Principles, Which I Know To Be Founded In Truth.

I Am Forced To Get My Living By The Labour Of My Hand; And The Sweat Of My Brow... For Bitter Bread, Earned Under The Frowns Of Some Who Have No Natural Or Divine Right To Be Above Me, And Entirely Owe Their Grandeur And Honor To Grinding The Faces Of The Poor.

Let The Consequences Be What They Will, I Am Determined To Proceed.

Taxation Without Representation Is Tyranny.

Parliaments Are In All Cases To Declare What Is Good For The Whole; But It Is Not The Declaration Of Parliament That Makes It So.