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I begin by taking. I shall find scholars later to demonstrate my
perfect right.
I begin by taking. I shall find scholars later to demonstrate my
perfect right.
There is nothing more hostile to a city that a tyrant, under whom
in the first and chiefest place, read more
There is nothing more hostile to a city that a tyrant, under whom
in the first and chiefest place, there are not laws in common,
but one man, keeping the law himself to himself, has the sway,
and this is no longer equal.
Tyrants have always some slight shade of virtue; they support the laws before destroying them
Tyrants have always some slight shade of virtue; they support the laws before destroying them
Under conditions of tyranny it is far easier to act than to think.
Under conditions of tyranny it is far easier to act than to think.
This and no other is the root from which a tyrant springs; when he first appears he is a protector.
This and no other is the root from which a tyrant springs; when he first appears he is a protector.
When the tyrant has disposed of foreign enemies by conquest or treaty and there is nothing to fear from them, read more
When the tyrant has disposed of foreign enemies by conquest or treaty and there is nothing to fear from them, then he is always stirring up some war or other, in order that the people may require a leader.
Tyranny
Absolves all faith; and who invades our rights,
Howe'er his own commence, can never be
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Tyranny
Absolves all faith; and who invades our rights,
Howe'er his own commence, can never be
But an usurper.
Of all tyrannies a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive.
Of all tyrannies a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive.
I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than the years;
And should read more
I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than the years;
And should he doubt it, as no doubt he doth,
That I should open to the list'ning air
How many worthy princes' bloods were shed
To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope,
To lop that doubt, he'll fill this land with arms
And make pretense of wrong that I have done him;
When all, for mine, if I may call offense,
Must feel war's blow, who spares not innocence;
Which love to all, of which thyself art one,
Who now reproved'st me for't--