Gargantua and Pantagruel

children their own parents; in a word, All reverence shall then be banished, No true respect to other shall be had. They’ll say that every man should have his turn, Both in his going forth and his return; And hereupon there shall arise such woes, Such jarrings, and confused to’s and fro’s, That never were in history such coils Set down as yet, such tumults and garboils. Then shall you many gallant men see by Valour stirr’d up, and youthful fervency, Who, trusting too much in their hopeful time, Live but a while, and perish in their prime. Neither shall any, who this course shall run, Leave off the race which he hath once begun, Till they the heavens with noise by their contention Have fill’d, and with their steps the earth’s dimension. Then those shall have no less authority, That have no faith, than those that will not lie; For all shall be governed by a rude, Base, ignorant, and foolish multitude; The veriest lout of all shall be their judge, O horrible and dangerous deluge! Deluge I

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