Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind... The Beauties of Shakspeare Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General ... - Page 70 by William Shakespeare - 1827 - 345 pages Full view -
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