Bets at first were fool-traps, where the wise like spiders lay in ambush for the flies.
When we view elevated ideas of Nature, the result of that view is admiration, which is always the cause of pleasure.
As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.