The life of Liverpool is commerce; it is a city of warehouses and shops.

O beautiful for heroes proved in liberating strife, who more than self their country loved, and mercy more than life!

They shall not pass till the stars be darkened: Two swords crossed in front of the Hun; Never a groan but God has harkened, Counting their cruelties one by one.

Love planted a rose, and the world turned sweet.

It is the hour to rend thy chains, the blossom time of souls.

Shakespeare's frequent horseback journeys from London to Stratford, and from Stratford to London, must have made him familiar with the county of Oxfordshire.