I Do Detest Everything Which Is Not

Tyranny Is For The Worst Of Treasons.

Ye Stars! Which Are The Poetry Of Heaven!

Liberty - Eternal Spirit Of The Chainless Mind

But Beef Is Rare Within These Oxless Isles; Goat's Flesh There Is, No Doubt, And Kid, And Mutton; And, When A Holiday Upon Them Smiles, A Joint Upon Their Barbarous Spits They Put On.

To Withdraw Myself From Myself Has Ever Been My Sole, My Entire, My Sincere Motive In Scribbling At All.