The conspiracy of kings | ||
“But they, in sooth, must reason. Curses light
“On the proud talent! 'twill at last undo us.
“When men are gorged with each absurdity
“Their subtil wits can frame, or we adopt,
“For very novelty they'll fly to sense,
“And we must fall before the idol, Fashion.”
Mysterious Mother, Act IV.
“On the proud talent! 'twill at last undo us.
“When men are gorged with each absurdity
“Their subtil wits can frame, or we adopt,
“For very novelty they'll fly to sense,
“And we must fall before the idol, Fashion.”
Mysterious Mother, Act IV.
The conspiracy of kings | ||