Equality: Till human voices do me wake
I shall not seek to compensate
the duke with poverty
and dread,
and place upon the poor man's head
a crown.
'Tis his right to slay the duke,
to take the crown, and then,
to loot,
to pillage, raze,
battle,
rot.
Law have I, but nature?--not.
Freedom: Run me through and hold me fast,
and as I stutter out my last,
know ye be my better.













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