sobers me amazingly! I know you all, my lords: any fool would know
you. You, master, are a statesman; and you are a politician; and
you are a patriot.

RAKHAZ:
Am I a statesman? I felt something of the kind about me. But what
is a statesman?

SHUMAKIM:
A politician that is stuffed with big words; a fat man in a mask;
one that plays a solemn tune on a sackbut full o' wind.

HAZAEL:
And what is a politician?

SHUMAKIM:
A statesman that has dropped his mask and cracked his sackbut. Men
trust him for what he is, and he never deceives them, because he
always lies.

IZDUBHAR:
Why do you call me a patriot?

SHUMAKIM:
Because you know what is good for you; you love your country as you
love your pelf. You feel for the common people,--as the wolf feels
for the sheep.

SABALLIDIN:
And what am I?