“There is a history in all men's lives,
Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd;
The wich observ'd, a man may prophesy,
With a near aim, of the main chance of things
As yet not come to life, wich in their seeds
and weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Such things become the hatch and brood of time;
And, by the necessary form of this,
King Richard might create a perfect guess,
That great Northumberland, then false to him,
Would of that seed grow to a greater falseness;
Wich should not find a ground to root upon,
Unless on you.”
―
William Shakespeare,
Richard II