Fight To The Last Gasp.

Justice Always Whirls In Equal Measure.

The Miserable Have No Other Medicine But Only Hope.

My Hands Are Of Your Color, But I Shame To Wear A Heart So White.

Equality Of Two Domestic Powers Breeds Scrupulous Faction.

The Thing Of Courage As Rous'd With Rage Doth Sympathise, And, With An Accent Tun'd In Self-same Key, Retorts To Chiding Fortune.