It acts with the officious cruelty of a mercenary nurse, who, under pretence of tenderness, stifles us with our clothes, and plucks the pillow from our heads.
Edmund Burke: “It acts with the officious cruelty of a mercenary nurse, who, under pretence of tenderness, stifles us with our clothes…”
Editor's note · Context
Burke uses a metaphor to illustrate how the crown's influence suffocates the people under the guise of care.
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