All the strutting signors, and all the soft signoras are gone; and instead of a brilliant spectacle of descending chariots, gods, goddesses, sun, moon, and stars, you have nothing to gaze on but sticks, wire, ropes, and machinery.
Edmund Burke: “All the strutting signors, and all the soft signoras are gone; and instead of a brilliant spectacle of descending…”
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Burke contrasts the grand illusions of governance with the stark reality of its mechanisms.
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