This Royal Throne of Kings, This Sceptred Isle,This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,This other Eden, demi-paradise,This fortress built by Nature for herselfAgainst 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 wallOr as a moat defensive to a houseAgainst the envy of less happier lands,This blessed plot, this earth, This Realm, this England.William Shakespeare—Richard II, Act 2, Scene 1To begin your journey click on the following link | <><><>< />