Ulysses: Take but degree away, untune that string,
And hark! What discord follows; each thing meets
In mere opugnancy: the bounded waters
Should life their bosoms higher than the shores,
And make a sop of all this solid globe:
Strength should be lord of imbecility,
And the rude son should strike his father dead:
Forces should be right; or rather, right and wrong -
Between whose endless jar justice resides -
Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Then everything includes itself in power,
Power into will, will into appetite;
And appetite, a universal wolf,
So doubly seconded with will and power,
Must make perforce a universal prey,
An last eat up himself.
Act I, Scene iii
And hark! What discord follows; each thing meets
In mere opugnancy: the bounded waters
Should life their bosoms higher than the shores,
And make a sop of all this solid globe:
Strength should be lord of imbecility,
And the rude son should strike his father dead:
Forces should be right; or rather, right and wrong -
Between whose endless jar justice resides -
Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Then everything includes itself in power,
Power into will, will into appetite;
And appetite, a universal wolf,
So doubly seconded with will and power,
Must make perforce a universal prey,
An last eat up himself.
Act I, Scene iii
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