It Is A Tale Told

Sufferance Is The Badge Of All Our Tribe.

Liberty Plucks Justice By The Nose; The Baby Beats The Nurse, And Quite Athwart Goes All Decorum.

O, It Is Excellent To Have A Giant's Strength; But It Is Tyrannous To Use It Like A Giant.

O That My Tongue Were In The Thunder's Mouth! Then With Passion Would I Shake The World.

As Full Of Spirit As The Month Of May, And As Gorgeous As The Sun In Midsummer.