Nor is the people's judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
Love is not in our choice but in our fate.
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
The World to Bacon does not only owe it's present knowledge, but its future too.
Even kings but play; and when their part is done, some other, worse or better, mounts the throne.
He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.