Or whether that the body public be
A horse whereon the governor doth ride,
Who, newly in the seat, that it may know
155 He can command, lets it straight feel the spur;
Whether the tyranny be in his place,
Or in his eminence that fills it up.
I stagger in:—but this new governor
Awakes me all the enrolled penalties
160 Which have, like unscour’d armour, hung by the wall
So long, that [nineteen] zodiacs have gone round,