এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা হয়েছে, কিন্তু বৈধকরণ করা হয়নি।
This fellow’s wise enough to play the fool;
And, to do that well, craves a kind of wit.
He must observe their mood on whom he jests,
The quality of persons, and the time;
And not like the haggard, check at every feather
That comes before his eye. This is a practice,
As full of labour as a wise man’s art:
For folly, that he wisely shews, is fit;
But wise men folly-fallen quite taint their wit.
—Twelfth Night. Act 3. Scene 1.
