You cannot hide an eele in a sacke.

You cannot hide an eele in a sacke.

Your thoughts close, and your countenance loose.

Your thoughts close, and your countenance loose.

My bark, once struck by the fury of the storm, dreads again to
approach the place of danger.

My bark, once struck by the fury of the storm, dreads again to
approach the place of danger.

They are raised on high that their fall may be the greater.

They are raised on high that their fall may be the greater.

There come nought out of the sacke but what was there.

There come nought out of the sacke but what was there.

Who likes not the drinke, God deprives him of bread.

Who likes not the drinke, God deprives him of bread.

How can man die better,
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of this fathers
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How can man die better,
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of this fathers
And the temples of his gods?

Our fears vanish as the danger approaches.

Our fears vanish as the danger approaches.

'Tis not the fight that crowns us, but the end.

'Tis not the fight that crowns us, but the end.