Imitation pleases, because it affords matter for inquiring into the truth or falsehood of imitation, by comparing its likeness or unlikeness with the original.
War is a trade of kings.
Having mourned your sin, for outward Eden lost, find paradise within.
Interest makes all seem reason that leads to it.
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.