EDMUND This is the excellent foppery108 of the world, that when we are sick in fortune — often the surfeits109 of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters110 the sun, the moon111 and stars, as if we were villains on necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves and treachers112 by spherical predominance113, drunkards, liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion115 of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish116 disposition on the charge of a star! My father compounded117
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