Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say: Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?

Kane did more than anyone to provoke the crowd’s dissent with his overhit passes and misdirected shots.

Deliuer me from bloud giltineſſe (O God) thou that art the god of my health: and my toungue ſhall ſyng of thy righteouſneſſe.

They thought everyone was afraid. Only they would risk their lives. Once people saw that we put our asses on the line, everything changed...