E'en the Autocrat in his lonely splendour quakes
At the vague vast sounds of menace no bonds restrain.
But there, in the heart of horrors, he sits and sighs,
Blindfold Injustice bound to a joyless throne;
Whilst far the voice of his fallen victim flies—
"Let it be known!"
A DISTINCTION AND A DIFFERENCE.
"Now what are the peculiar Distinctions of the Quakers? For instance, how do they Speak differently From You and Me?"