You are its leader and its champion, its advanced guard and its van.

It is the cause of our altars and our homes, our country and our faith.

Let ME sleep on a chair--the carpet--anywhere.

No one will repine if I take cold or fever.
Let John Grueby pass the night beneath the open sky--no one will repine for HIM.

But forty thousand men of this our island in the wave (exclusive of women and children) rivet their eyes and thoughts on Lord George Gordon; and every day, from the rising up of the sun to the going down of the same, pray for his health and vigour.