I Am A Norfolk Man And Glory

Laurels Grow In The Bay Of Biscay, I Hope A Bed Of Them May Be Found In The Mediterranean.

I Will Dine Nowhere Without Your Consent Although With My Present Feelings I Might Be Trusted With Fifty Virgins Naked In A Dark Room.

If I Had Been Censured Every Time I Have Run My Ship, Or Fleets Under My Command, Into Great Danger, I Should Have Long Ago Been Out Of The Service And Never In The House Of Peers.

Gentlemen, When The Enemy Is Committed To A Mistake We Must Not Interrupt Him Too Soon.

In Sea Affairs, Nothing Is Impossible, And Nothing Is Improbable.