My Character And Good Name

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.

No Captain Can Do Very Wrong If He Places His Ship Alongside That Of The Enemy.

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

I Have A Right To Be Blind Sometimes.

It Is My Turn Now; And If I Come Back, It Is Yours.