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Cavalerii, v. 1111 sqq.
CHORUS
O Demos, a reign
austere
At which all men
quakeandfear,
Is yours; you are
grownasheer
Totalitarian;
But, oh, you are
easilyled,
Flatteredandfancy
fed;
You believe what
thelastmansaid,
And your wisdom,
ifnotquitefled,
Is a bad
absentarian.

DEMOS

There is no very
plenteousshare
Of brains under
yourlonghair,
If you think I am
notaware
HowIfounderand
flop;
Iliketodozeinthe
blare
Of talk, but am
quiteallthere;
Ikeeponerogue,to
care
For me and my
dailyfare,
I puff him full up
withair;
Andthenmakehim
gopop!
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CHORUS
Well, that you can
safelydo,
If indeed to your
planyou'retrue;
While giving each
roguehisdue

You may carefully


feedthem
Likesheepwiththe
endinview,
Till fatted enough
tostew,
If the food for the
dayfallsthrough
Andyouhappento
needthem.

DEMOS
Justwatchme,how
warily
I twist that whole
company
Who think to
bamboozleme
As a fool with no
gumption,
I watch them, and
feebyfee
How much they
havestolensee;
Then tickle them
inwardly,
Bytheballotvote's
surgery

Till up comes the


wholedbris
Of their previous
consumption.

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