A Fleet Of British Ships At War

My Greatest Happiness Is To Serve My Gracious King And Country And I Am Envious Only Of Glory; For If It Be A Sin To Covet Glory I Am The Most Offending Soul Alive.

Whoever Gains The Palm By Merit, Let Him Hold It.

Laurels Grow In The Bay Of Biscay, I Hope A Bed Of Them May Be Found In The Mediterranean.

I Could Not Tread These Perilous Paths In Safety, If I Did Not Keep A Saving Sense Of Humor.

The Business Of The English Commander-in-chief Being First To Bring An Enemy Fleet To Battle On The Most Advantageous Terms To Himself, (i Mean That Of Laying His Ships Close On Board The Enemy, As Expeditiously As Possible); And Secondly To Continue Them There Until The Business Is Decided.