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Tyranny and anarchy are never far asunder.
Tyranny and anarchy are never far asunder.
O nation miserable,
With an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptred,
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again,
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O nation miserable,
With an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptred,
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again,
Since that the truest issue of thy throne
By his own interdiction stands accursed
And does blaspheme his breed?
His demand
Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love,
Bur from deceit, bred by necessity;
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His demand
Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love,
Bur from deceit, bred by necessity;
For how can tyrants safely govern home
Unless abroad they purchase great alliance?
But thou know'st this,
'Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
But thou know'st this,
'Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
The tyranny of a prince in an oligarchy is not so dangerous to the public welfare as the apathy of read more
The tyranny of a prince in an oligarchy is not so dangerous to the public welfare as the apathy of a citizen in a democracy
I begin by taking. I shall find scholars later to demonstrate my
perfect right.
I begin by taking. I shall find scholars later to demonstrate my
perfect right.
I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than the years;
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I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than the years;
And should he doubt it, as no doubt he doth,
That I should open to the list'ning air
How many worthy princes' bloods were shed
To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope,
To lop that doubt, he'll fill this land with arms
And make pretense of wrong that I have done him;
When all, for mine, if I may call offense,
Must feel war's blow, who spares not innocence;
Which love to all, of which thyself art one,
Who now reproved'st me for't--
Tremble, ye tyrants, for ye can not die.
[Fr., Tremblez, tyrans, vous etes immortels.]
Tremble, ye tyrants, for ye can not die.
[Fr., Tremblez, tyrans, vous etes immortels.]
This and no other is the root from which a tyrant springs; when he first appears he is a protector.
This and no other is the root from which a tyrant springs; when he first appears he is a protector.