Hardy, I Do Believe They Have Done

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

Now I Can Do No More. We Must Trust To The Great Disposer Of All Events And The Justice Of Our Cause. I Thank God For This Opportunity Of Doing My Duty.

Had We Taken Ten Sails, And Let The Eleventh To Escape, Being Able To Get At Her, I Could Never Have Called It Well Done.

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

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