As Merry As The Day Is Long.

Let Each Man Do His Best.

God Is Our Fortress, In Whose Conquering Name Let Us Resolve To Scale Their Flinty Bulwarks.

A High Hope For A Low Heaven: God Grant Us Patience!

The Urging Of That Word, Judgment, Hath Bred A Kind Of Remorse In Me.

I Am Your Wife If You Will Marry Me. If Not, I'll Die Your Maid. To Be Your Fellow You May Deny Me, But I'll Be Your Servant Whether You Will Or No.