  "The man resolv'd and steady to his trust, Inflexible to ill, and obstinately just, May the rude rabble's insolence despise, Their senseless clamours, and tumultuous cries; The tyrant's fierceness he beguiles, And the stern brow, and the harsh voice defies, And with superior greatness smiles." Horace: Odes. "The charge is prepared, the lawyers are set; The judges are ranged, a terrible show." Beggar's Opera. |
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