Of Whatsoever Number A Fleet Of Ships

The Sacred Lamp Of Day Now Dipt In Western Clouds His Parting Day.

In The Time Of Battle The Hammocs, Together With Their Bedding, Are All Firmly Corded, And Fixed In The Nettings On The Quarter-deck, Or Whereever The Men Are Too Much Exposed To The View Or Fire Of The Enemy.

Nor Is It The Least Advantage To Health, Accruing From Such A Way Of Life, That It Expose Those Who Follow It To Fewer Temptations To Vice, Than Persons Who Live In Crowded Society.

The Admirals Of His Majesty's Fleet Are Classed Into Three Squadrons, Viz. The Red, The White, And The Blue.

I Believe That Man Will Not Merely Endure; He Will Prevail. He Is Immortal, Not Because He Alone Among The Creatures Has An Inexhaustible Voice, But Because He Has A Soul, A Spirit Capable Of Kindness And Compassion.