Maxioms by David Garrick
I've that within for which there are no plasters.
I've that within for which there are no plasters.
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
Hearts of oak are are ships,
Hearts of oak are our men.
Hearts of oak are are ships,
Hearts of oak are our men.
Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.
Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.
Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.
Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.