This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands,--This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
Why is it that when one person builds a wall, the next person immediately needs to know what's on the other side? 🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️🚴♀️