There Is A World Elsewhere.

Out, You Tallow-face! You Baggage!

Why, Headstrong Liberty Is Lashed With Woe. There's Nothing Situate Under Heaven's Eye But Hath His Bound, In Earth, In Sea, In Sky.

Come, Gentlemen, I Hope We Shall Drink Down All Unkindness.

Is This Government Of Britain's Isle, And This The Royalty Of Albion's King?

Of All Base Passions, Fear Is The Most Accursed.