No More Learning

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They speak your language, watch your nod, approve
Your plans, and do your work. Are they not _yours? _

_Lor. _ You talk unwarily. 'Twere best they hear not
This from you.

_Bar. _ Oh! they'll hear as much one day
From louder tongues than mine; they have gone beyond
Even their exorbitance of power: and when
This happens in the most contemned and abject
States, stung humanity will rise to check it.

_Lor. _ You talk but idly.

_Bar. _ That remains for proof. 150
Here come our colleagues.

_Enter the Deputation as before_.

_Chief of the Ten_.
Is the Duke aware
We seek his presence?

_Att. _ He shall be informed.
[_Exit Attendant_.

_Bar. _ The Duke is with his son.

_Chief of the Ten_. If it be so,
We will remit him till the rites are over.
Let us return. 'Tis time enough to-morrow.

_Lor. _ (_aside to Bar_. ) Now the rich man's hell-fire upon your tongue,
Unquenched, unquenchable! I'll have it torn
From its vile babbling roots, till you shall utter
Nothing but sobs through blood, for this! Sage Signors,
I pray ye be not hasty. [_Aloud to the others_.