This England Never Did, Nor Never Shall,

That England, That Was Wont To Conquer Others, Hath Made A Shameful Conquest Of Itself.

Desperate Times Breed Desperate Measures

So, Good Night Unto You All. Give Me Your Hands, If We Be Friends, And Robin Shall Restore Amends.

Who Knows Himself A Braggart, Let Him Fear This; For It Will Come To Pass That Every Braggart Will Be Found An Ass.

Then Hate Me When Thou Wilt, If Ever, Now.