We are accounted poor citizens
We are accounted poor citizens, the patricians
goodEllipsis. What authority surfeits on would relieve us.
the gods know I speak this in hunger
for bread, not in thirst for revenge
If they would yield us but the superfluity
while it were wholesome, we might guess they
reliev'd us humanely; but they think we are too
dear. The leanness that afflicts us, the object of our
misery, is as an inventory to particularize their
abundance; our sufferance is a gain to them. Let
us revenge this with our pikes, ere we become
rakes; for the gods know I speak this in hunger for
bread, not in thirst for revengeAlliosis.