Hither and thither, ye have troubled sore
Our subjects with a coward want of heart;
And do your best for those our foes without;
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And we are harassed by ourselves within.
This comes to one who dwells with womankind.
And if there be that will not own my sway,
Or man or woman in their prime, or those
Who can be classed with neither, they shall take
Their trial for their life, nor shall they 'scape