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 "Be he villain, be he fool, Still to hold despotic rule, Trampling on his slaves with scorn; This is to be nobly born. 'When Adam delv'd and Eve span, 'Who was then the gentleman?'"

"John Ball. Friends! Brethren! for ye are my brethren all; Englishmen met in arms to advocate The cause of freedom! hear me! pause awhile In the career of vengeance; it is true I am a priest; but, as these rags may speak, Not one who riots in the poor man's spoil, Or trades with his religion. I am one Who preach the law of Christ, and in my life Would practise what he taught. The Son of God Came not to you in power:—humble in mien, Lowly in heart, the man of Nazareth Preach'd mercy, justice, love: 'Woe unto ye, Ye that are rich:—if that ye would be saved, Sell that ye have, and give unto the poor.' So taught the Saviour: oh, my honest friends! Have ye not felt the strong indignant throb Of justice in your bosoms, to behold The lordly baron feasting on your spoils? Have you not in your hearts arraign'd the lot That gave him on the couch of luxury To pillow his head, and pass the festive day In sportive feasts, and ease, and revelry? Have you not often in your conscience ask'd Why is the difference, wherefore should that man No worthier than myself, thus lord it over me, And bid me labour, and enjoy the fruits? The God within your breasts has argued thus! The voice of truth has murmur'd; came he not As helpless to the world?—shines not the sun"