Act I, Scene 59

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• Shakespeare. If there be nothing new, but that which is
  Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled,
  Which, labouring for invention, bear amiss 815
  The second burden of a former child!
  O, that record could with a backward look,
  Even of five hundred courses of the sun,
  Show me your image in some antique book,
  Since mind at first in character was done! 820
  That I might see what the old world could say
  To this composed wonder of your frame;
  Whether we are mended, or whether better they,
  Or whether revolution be the same.
  O, sure I am, the wits of former days 825
  To subjects worse have given admiring praise.