Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Imo. [Act 3, Scene 3]
Imo. Enter Belarius, Guiderius, and Aruiragus.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. A goodly day, not to keepe house with such,
Bel. Whose Roofe's as lowe as ours: Sleepe Boyes, this gate
Bel. Instructs you how t'adore the Heauens; and bowes you
Bel. To a mornings holy office. The Gates of Monarches
Bel. Are Arch'd so high, that Giants may iet through
Bel. And keepe their impious Turbonds on, without
Bel. Good morrow to the Sun. Haile thou faire Heauen,
Bel. We house i'th'Rocke, yet vse thee not so hardly
Bel. As prouder liuers do.
Guid. Guid.
Guid. Haile Heauen.
Aruir. Aruir.
Aruir. Haile Heauen.
Bela. Bela.
Bela. Now for our Mountaine sport, vp to yond hill
Bela. Your legges are yong: Ile tread these Flats. Consider,
Bela. When you aboue perceiue me like a Crow,