And the sweet freedom of the earth and air,
I would not cavil about climes or regions.
This crowd of palaces and prisons is not
A Paradise; its first inhabitants
Were wretched exiles.
Jac. Fos.Well I know how wretched!
Mar. And yet you see how, from their banishment150
Before the Tartar into these salt isles,
Their antique energy of mind, all that
Remained of Rome for their inheritance,