I Have Only One Eye, I Have

I Have A Right To Be Blind Sometimes.

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

Hardy, I Do Believe They Have Done It At Last... My Backbone Is Shot Through.

If I Had Been Censured Every Time I Have Run My Ship, Or Fleets Under My Command, Into Great Danger, I Should Have Long Ago Been Out Of The Service And Never In The House Of Peers.

If A Man Consults Whether He Is To Fight, When He Has The Power In His Own Hands, It Is Certain That His Opinion Is Against Fighting.