Our native, land: may we never be lawfully sent out of it.
Sound hearts, sound sovereigns, and sound dispositions.
The Queen, and may true Britons never be without her likeness in their pockets.
The land we live in: may he who doesn't like it leave it.
The three great Generals in power—General Peace, General
Plenty, and General Satisfaction.
The Bank of England's passport to travel with, and the Queen's
picture for a companion.
May the parched pea never jump out of the frying-pan into the
fire.
The three R's: Reading, 'Riting, and 'Rithmetic.
May evil communications never corrupt good manners.
May the celebrated pin a day, of which we have heard so much,
always make the groat a year.