But let them, if they plague thee long, Once feel the rough side of thy tongue:
What, no revenue of praise for him who is our gracious Lord and King! He doth not exact from us any servile labor, but simply saith, “Who so offereth praise glorifieth me.”
Here, close-cropped future soldiers would learn how to introduce themselves to strangers, the proper way to order a falafel and a Coke, how to shout Get out of the car.
Aposiopesis leaves imperfect sense; And, sometimes, such a pause speaks eloquence.]
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