All things in common, nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need ... and as delicate unto our taste, there is no reason Art should gain the point of our great and puissant mother, Nature.
|Title||:||The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: Tempest. King John. Essay on The tempest|
|Author||:||William Shakespeare, Edmond Malone|