It may peradventure be thought there was never such a time nor condition of warre as this; and I believe it was never generally so, over all the world; but there are many places, where they live so now.

a bastion of hope

But that sweet Cordiall, which can restore A loue-sick hart, she did to him enuy[…].

When we finally get to the obligatory scene involving Karma and a white policeman (Mr. Tigar again), “Revolving Cycles” has a Pirandellian nervous breakdown; it seems to be speaking to other plays and playwrights instead of to the audience.