What is the city but the people?
They said they were an-hungry, sighed forth proverbs that hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat, that meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not corn for the rich men only: with these shreds they vented their complainings.
Ingratitude is monstrous, and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude.
His nature is too noble for the world: He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for’s power to thunder.
Faith, there have been many great men that have flattered the people, who ne’er loved them.
Action is eloquence.