Is there not some chosen curse, Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin?

Bad literature . . . is a form of treason.

Bad literature is a form of treason.

To me, that's treason,

Tarquin and Caesar had each his Brutus--Charles the First, his Cromwell--and George the Third--("Treason!" shouted the Speaker) may profit by their example. If this be treason, make the most of it.

He [Caesar] loved the treason, but hated the traitor.