The sudden thrust of speech is no mean test
Of man or woman. Caesar, with his cry
Of anguish,—Pilate, putting justice by,—
Into three words a human soul compressed;
Three broke from Galileo’s brooding breast;
And Desdemona, instant to reply
“Nobody—I myself,” is by that lie
In all her purity made manifest.
But Tito, Tito, standing...