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 Ye are young, ye are young, rulers of yesterday,

And verily deem ye dwell in citadels

Untouch'd of tears. Have I not known from these

Two monarchs tumbled? and the third, who now

Is sovereign, I shall see the soonest fall

And shamefullest. Behold me! do I tremble,

Do I quail, for these new gods? O far is that

Removed from me, the width of the world! Thou then

Trudge, trace again the way thou camest: nothing

Of all thy inquisition shalt thou learn.

Such headstrong motions were those same, that erst

Did bear thy vessel on these shoals.

Wot well

I had rather choose these my calamities

Than dance, where thou, attendance.