Yet gave the Thunderer not his full consent
Without some words: ‘At length is come the day,’
Thus spake he, ‘when for all thy youth misspent,
Thy mischief-making and thy wanton play
Thou art upgrown to taste the sweet and sour:
Good shall it work upon thee: from this hour
Look we for better things. And this I say,
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‘That since thy birth, which all we took for bliss,
Thou hast but mock’d us; and no less on me