The man forget not, though in rags he lies, and know the mortal through a crown's disguise.
Seeks painted trifles and fantastic toys, and eagerly pursues imaginary joys.
Such and so various are the tastes of men.
This was Shakespeare's form; who walked in every path of human life, felt every passion; and to all mankind doth now, will ever, that experience yield which his own genius only could acquire.
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