But thence it comes not, that all men may be as they.

Are all men of one heart and brain; one bone and sinew?
Are all nations sprung of Dominora's loins?
Or, has Vivenza yet proved her creed?
Yoomy! the years that prove a man, prove not a nation.

But two kings'-reigns have passed since Vivenza was a monarch's.

Her climacteric is not come; hers is not yet a nation's manhood even; though now in childhood, she anticipates her youth, and lusts for empire like any czar.

Yoomy! judge not yet.