Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb.
Hear the words of prudence, give heed unto her counsels, and store them in thine heart; her maxims are universal, and all the virtues lean upon her; she is the guide and the mistress of human life.
Finally, there's a sense in which I look at this Westminster village and London intelligentsia as an outsider.