David Garrick

I've that within for which there are no plasters.

I've that within for which there are no plasters.

Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.

Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.

Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.

Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.

Cards were at first for benefits designed,
Sent to amuse, not to enslave the mind.

Cards were at first for benefits designed,
Sent to amuse, not to enslave the mind.

Caused by a dearth of scandal should the vapors
Distress our fair ones--let them read the prayers.

Caused by a dearth of scandal should the vapors
Distress our fair ones--let them read the prayers.