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Muster Your Wits; Stand In Your Own Defence.

O England! Model To Thy Inward Greatness, Like Little Body With A Might Heart.

Tell Them, That, To Ease Them Of Their Griefs, Their Fear Of Hostile Strokes, Their Aches, Losses, Their Pangs Of Love, With Other Incident Throes That Nature's Fragile Vessel Doth Sustain In Life's Uncertain Voyage, I Will Some Kindness Do Them.

No, I Will Be The Pattern Of All Patience; I Will Say Nothing.

What Cannot Be Saved When Fate Takes, Patience Her Injury A Mockery Makes