O, hark! what mean those yells and cries?
His chain some furious madman breaks;
He comes--I see read more

O, hark! what mean those yells and cries?
His chain some furious madman breaks;
He comes--I see his glaring eyes:
Now, now, my dungeon grate he shakes.
Help! Help! He's gone!--O fearful woe,
Such screams to hear, such sights to see!
My brain, my brain,--I know, I know
I am not mad but soon shall be.

Madam, I swear I use no art at all.
That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity,
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Madam, I swear I use no art at all.
That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity,
And pity 'tis 'tis true--a foolish figure.

They call me mad, while they are all mad themselves.
[Lat., Hei mihi, insanire me ajunt, ultro cum ipsi read more

They call me mad, while they are all mad themselves.
[Lat., Hei mihi, insanire me ajunt, ultro cum ipsi insaniunt.]

Go, madman! rush over the wildest Alps, that you may please
children and be made the subject of declamation.
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Go, madman! rush over the wildest Alps, that you may please
children and be made the subject of declamation.
[Lat., I demens! et saevas curre per Alpes,
Ut pueris placeas et declamatio fias.]

What is more insane than to vent on senseless things the anger
that is felt towards men?
[Lat., read more

What is more insane than to vent on senseless things the anger
that is felt towards men?
[Lat., Quid est dementius quam bilem in homines collectam in res
effundere.]

Who then is sane? He who is not a fool.
[Lat., Quisnam igitur sanus? Qui non stultus.]

Who then is sane? He who is not a fool.
[Lat., Quisnam igitur sanus? Qui non stultus.]

Like men condemned to thunderbolts,
Who, ere the blow, become mere dolts.

Like men condemned to thunderbolts,
Who, ere the blow, become mere dolts.

It shall be so.
Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

It shall be so.
Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

I teach that all are men are mad.
[Lat., Doceo insanire omnes.]

I teach that all are men are mad.
[Lat., Doceo insanire omnes.]