Now that he was next in line to the minister of state security himself, an 82 year old man whose dodderings Fang graciously covered up to save everyone's face, Fang had a huge problem.
But when in honour'd Robes I ſee it put, / Betrim'd as if ſome thing of Worth it were, / Look big, and on the Stilts of Greatneſs ſtrut; / From ſcorning it I cannot then forbear.
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Will Royalty fly off towards Austria; like a lit rocket, towards endless Conflagration of Civil War? Stop it, ye Patriots, in the name of Heaven! Rude voices passionately apostrophise Royalty itself.