055 ‘Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
’Tis just the fashion: wherefore do you look
Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?’
Thus most invectively he pierceth through
[059] The body of the country, city, court,
060 Yea, and of this our life; swearing that we
Are mere usurpers, tyrants and what’s worse,
[062] To fright the animals and to kill them up
In their assign’d and native dwelling-place.
Duke S. And did you leave him in this contemplation?