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William Shakespeare

Sir Thomas More

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Quotes

    Beatriz Meconihas quoted2 years ago
    Wash your foul minds with tears, and those same hands,
    That you like rebels lift against the peace,
    Lift up for peace, and your unreverent knees,
    Make them your feet to kneel to be forgiven!
    Tell me but this: what rebel captain,
    As mutinies are incident, by his name
    Can still the rout? who will obey a traitor?
    Or how can well that proclamation sound,
    When there is no addition but a rebel
    To qualify a rebel? You'll put down strangers,
    Kill them, cut their throats, possess their houses,
    And lead the majesty of law in line,
    To slip him like a hound. Say now the king
    (As he is clement, if th' offender mourn)
    Should so much come to short of your great trespass
    As but to banish you, whether would you go?
    What country, by the nature of your error,
    Should give you harbor? go you to France or Flanders,
    To any German province, to Spain or Portugal,
    Nay, any where that not adheres to England,—
    Why, you must needs be strangers: would you be pleased
    To find a nation of such barbarous temper,
    That, breaking out in hideous violence,
    Would not afford you an abode on earth,
    Whet their detested knives against your throats,
    Spurn you like dogs, and like as if that God
    Owed not nor made not you, nor that the claimants
    Were not all appropriate to your comforts,
    But chartered unto them, what would you think
    To be thus used? this is the strangers case;
    And this your mountanish inhumanity.
    Beatriz Meconihas quoted2 years ago
    GEORGE. Marry, the removing of the strangers, which cannot choose but much advantage the poor handicrafts of the city.

    MORE.
    Grant them removed, and grant that this your noise
    Hath chid down all the majesty of England;
    Imagine that you see the wretched strangers,
    Their babies at their backs and their poor luggage,
    Plodding to th' ports and costs for transportation,
    And that you sit as kings in your desires,
    Authority quite silent by your brawl,
    And you in ruff of your opinions clothed;
    What had you got? I'll tell you: you had taught
    How insolence and strong hand should prevail,
    How order should be quelled; and by this pattern
    Not one of you should live an aged man,
    For other ruffians, as their fancies wrought,
    With self same hand, self reasons, and self right,
    Would shark on you, and men like ravenous fishes
    Would feed on one another.
    Martín Chohas quoted2 years ago
    The fool of flesh must with her frail life die.
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