Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Now, God be praised: that to believing souls Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair!
Ignorance is the curse of God, Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
O Lord, that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
Now ’tis the spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now, and they’ll o’ergrow the garden And choke the herbs for want of husbandry.
Let them obey that know not how to rule.
In thy face I see The map of honour, truth and loyalty.