England Expects That Every Man

Close With A Frenchman, But Out-maneuver A Russian.

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

The Bravest Man Feels An Anxiety 'circa Praecordia' As He Enters The Battle; But He Dreads Disgrace Yet More.

Treat Every Frenchman As If He Was The Devil Himself.

Had We Taken Ten Sails, And Let The Eleventh To Escape, Being Able To Get At Her, I Could Never Have Called It Well Done.