Fight To The Last Gasp.

Mirth Cannot Move A Soul In Agony.

Is This Government Of Britain's Isle, And This The Royalty Of Albion's King?

The Time Of Universal Peace Is Near. Prove This A Prosp'rous Day, The Three-nooked World Shall Bear The Olive Freely.

Striving To Better, Oft We Mar What’s Well.

Trifles Light As Air Are To The Jealous Confirmations Strong As Proofs Of Holy Writ.