I Cannot, If I Am

Hardy, I Do Believe They Have Done It At Last... My Backbone Is Shot Through.

Buonaparte Has Often Made His Boast That Our Fleet Would Be Worn Out By Keeping The Sea And That His Was Kept In Order And Increasing By Staying In Port; But Know He Finds, I Fancy, If Emperors Hear The Truth, That His Fleet Suffers More In A Night Than Ours In One Year.

You Must Consider Every Man Your Enemy Who Speaks Ill Of Your King, And You Must Treat Every Frenchman As If He Were The Devil Himself.

England Expects Every Man To Do His Duty

In Honour I Gained Them, And In Honour I Will Die With Them.