Classic Poem

You , like most Gyrants that give Fear and Pain,
Sternly forbid the Suff'rers to complain:
Tho' when our Anguish rises to Excess,
Complaint, without Relief, were some Redress.
For in all Grief and Pain, the greatest Pain
Is sure to want the Freedom to complain.
And in the Pain of Love, as of the Gout,
There's some kind of Relief in crying out.