For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrower, among good authors is accounted Plagiarè. - John Milton

And pomp, and feast, and revelry,
With mask, and antique pageantry,
Such sights as youthful poets dream
On summer eves by haunted stream.
Then to the well-trod stage anon,
If Jonson's learned sock be on,
Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child,
Warble his native wood-notes wild,
And ever, against eating cares,
Lap me in soft Lydian airs,
Married to immortal verse
Such as the meeting soul may pierce,
In notes with many a winding bout
Of linked sweetness long drawn out.

No man who knows aught, can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free.

Firm they might have stood, yet fell; remember, and fear to transgress.