
This royal throne of kings, this sceptre'd isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,

This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,


This happy breed of men, this little world,This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall


Against the envy of less happier lands,—
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.King Richard II Act ii. Sc. 1.