John Dryden

There is a pleasure, sure,
In being mad, which none but madmen know!

There is a pleasure, sure,
In being mad, which none but madmen know!

For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.

For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.

For who can be secure of private right,
If sovereign sway may be dissolved by might?
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For who can be secure of private right,
If sovereign sway may be dissolved by might?
Nor is the people's judgment always true:
The most may err as grossly as the few.

We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
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We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
And, therefore, I, that was an actress here,
Play all my tricks in hell, a goblin there.

And all at Worcester but the honour lost.

And all at Worcester but the honour lost.