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...poison, Overgrows this region's foison, Sheaves of whom are ripe to come To destruetion's harvest-home : Men must reap the things they sow, Force from force...worse ; but 'tis a bitter woe That love or reason eannot change The despot's rage, the slave's revenge. Padua, t !n MI within whose walls Those mute...

...are ripe to eome To destruetion's harvest-home : Men must reap the things they sow, Foree from foree must ever flow, Or worse ; but 'tis a bitter woe That love or reason eannot ehange The despot's rage, the slave's revenge. Padua, thou within whose walls Those mute guests...

...harvest-home: Men must reap the things they sow. Force from force must ever flow, Or worse ; but 't is a bitter woe That love or reason cannot change The...slave's revenge. Padua, thou within whose walls Those mule guests at festivals, Son and Mother, Death and Sin, Play'd at dice for Kzzelin, Till Death cried,...

...Sheaves of whom are ripe to come To destruction's harvest-home : Men must reap the things they HOW, Force from force must ever flow, Or worse ; but 'tis a bitter wotThat love or reason cannot change The despot's rage, the slave's revenge. Pailun, thou within whose...

...poison. Overgrows this region's foison, Sheaves of whom arc ripe to come To destruction's harvest-home : Men must reap, the things they sow, Force from force must ever flow, Or worse ; but 'tis a bitter wo That love or reason cannot change The despot's rage, the slave's revenge. Padua, thou within whose...

...itself, are attributable to the long sense of humiliation consequent on that stalking as conquerors. " Men must reap the .things they sow ; Force from force must ever flow, Or worse." I reprobate these horrors as much as any one, whilst I feel that it is easy to account for them, most...

...poison, Overgrows this region's foison, Sheaves of whom arc ripe to come To destruction's harvest-home: Men must reap the things they sow, Force from force...rage, the slave's revenge. Padua, thou within whose walla Those mute goests at festivals, Son and Mother, Death and Sin, Played at dice for Ezzelin. Till...

...Lies unchanged, though many a lord, Like a weed whose shade is poison. Overgrows this region's foison, Sheaves of whom are ripe to come To destruction's...worse ; but 'tis a bitter woe That love or reason canuot change The despot's rage, the slave's revenge. Padua, thou within whose walls Those mute guests...