Plato monologue — A Rough Diamond: A Comic Drama in One Act

You now perceive the error of your speculation--the inutility of striving to elevate humanity from its natural position. There _must_ exist separate grades of society--the patrician, the commoner, and the plebeian--seek not to amalgamate,--the process may be very well in a railroad, but with human nature it must ever create incongruities. Where's Lady P.? Ah, there! could you have found another woman like that, how different would have been your fate! Well, as we have discussed the state of the nation, I must seek her--she's in the house, no doubt fatigued with her journey. Don't look so downcast, Sir William, there's no help for it now--make the best of a bad bargain, for it's an excellent observation, that there's no making a silk purse--I need say no more.