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Each speaks the fractious tones of jargoned tongue | Each speaks the fractious tones of jargoned tongue | ||
Such patter steep’d, til cup is cold, in leaves of dismal science. | Such patter steep’d, til cup is cold, in leaves of dismal science. | ||
Each a different dismal one | Each a different dismal one, his language apt to smother. | ||
{{Script|Nuncle}}: We understand them not. Nor do they one other. | {{Script|Nuncle}}: We understand them not. Nor do they one other. | ||
{{script|Complicatio}}: | {{script|Complicatio}}: Yea, this is our strife: this bewild’ring ’scape | ||
Of contraptions yoked and tethered as a measur’d beast — | Of contraptions yoked and tethered as a measur’d beast — | ||
Upon whose | Upon whose misunderstanding backs our common fate depends. | ||
And, O! Dilemma! The very men who work these chainèd cranks — | And, O! Dilemma! The very men who work these chainèd cranks — | ||
{{Script|Queen}}: Men? Just men? | {{Script|Queen}}: Men? Just men? |