From no needful rule he swerveth.
And persons, such as comedy would choose,
When she would shew an image of the times,
And sport with human follies, not with crimes.
Naked as at their birth;
And with a whip of steel
Print wounding lashes in their iron ribs.
And to these courteous eyes oppose a mirror
As large as is the stage whereon we act,
Where they shall see the time's deformity
Anatomized in every nerve and sinew
With constant courage and contempt of fear.