The World Knows Only Two, That's Rome

I Have Discovered That A Famed Familiarity In Great Ones Is A Note Of Certain Usurpation On The Less; For Great And Popular Men Feign Themselves To Be Servants To Others To Make Those Slaves To Them.

Soul Of The Age! The Applause! Delight! The Wonder Of Our Stage!

[the Play] Is Like To Be A Very Conceited Scurvy One, In Plain English.

Popular Men, They Must Create Strange Monsters, And Then Quell Them, To Make Their Arts Seem Something.

The Day For Whose Returns, And Many, All These Pray; And So Do I.