Such torture in our case, had we survived an hour?
Some other sort of flesh and blood must be, with power
Appropriate to the vile, unsensitive, tough-thonged,
In lieu of our fine nerve! Be sure, she was not wronged
Too much: you must not think she winced at prick as we!"
Come, come, that 's what you say, or would, were thoughts but free.
XXXII
Well then, thus much confessed, what wonder if there steal
Unchallenged to nay heart the force of one appeal
She makes, and justice stamp the sole claim she asserts?