I Speak Of Peace, While Covert Enmity

So Musical A Discord, Such Sweet Thunder.

Now The Good Gods Forbid That Our Renowned Rome, Whose Gratitude Towards Her Deserved Children Is Enrolled In Jove's Own Book, Like An Unnatural Dam Should Now Eat Up Her Own!

Such Thanks As Fits A King's Remembrance.

Who Is It Can Read A Woman?

Condemn The Fault And Not The Actor Of It?