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England, Bound In With The Triumphant Sea, Whose Rocky Shore Beats Back The Envious Siege Of Watery Neptune.

Why, Courage Then! What Cannot Be Avoided 'twere Childish Weakness To Lament Or Fear.

Robust Grass Endures Mighty Winds; Loyal Ministers Emerge Through Ordeal.

Love's Mind Of Judgment Rarely Hath A Taste: Wings And No Eyes Figure Unheedy Haste.

If It Be True That Good Wine Needs No Bush, 'tis True That A Good Play Needs No Epilogue.