Do Not Pluck The Beard Of A

He Will Be The Last To Discover The Disgrace Of His House.

The Care Of A Large Estate Is An Unpleasant Thing.

In The Present State Of The World It Is Difficult Not To Write Lampoons.

The Guilty Are Alarmed And Turn Pale At The Slightest Thunder.

Already Long Ago, From When We Sold Our Vote To No Man, The People Have Abdicated Our Duties; For The People Who Once Upon A Time Handed Out Military Command, High Civil Office, Legions — Everything, Now Restrains Itself And Anxiously Hopes For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses.