The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o’ the morn.
Category Archive: 1759
Audacity, more audacity, always audacity.
Man’s inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!
Suspense is worse than disappointment.
If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay down my arms never never never!
His locked, lettered, braw brass collar, Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.
Unlimited power corrupts the possessor.
In order to conquer, what we need is to dare, still to dare, and always to dare.
The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.