Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant can trickle when she wounds!
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,Was once thought honest.
The tyrant custom, most grave senators, Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war My thrice-driven bed of down.
I am a foe to tyrants, and my country's friend.
How can tyrants safely govern home, Unless abroad they purchase great alliance.