Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vlis. Please it our Generall to passe strangely by him,
Vlis. As if he were forgot: and Princes all,
Vlis. Lay negligent and loose regard vpon him;
Vlis. I will come last,'tis like heele question me,
Vlis. Why such vnplausiue eyes are bent? why turn'd on him?
Vlis. If so, I haue derision medicinable,
Vlis. To vse betweene your strangenesse and his pride,
Vlis. Which his owne will shall haue desire to drinke;
Vlis. It may doe good, pride hath no other glasse
Vlis. To show it selfe, but pride: for supple knees,
Vlis. Feede arrogance, and are the proud mans fees.
Agam. Agam.
Agam. Weele execute your purpose, and put on
Agam. A forme of strangenesse as we passe along,
Agam. So doe each Lord, and either greete him not.
Agam. Or else disdainfully, which shall shake him more,
Agam. Then if not lookt on. I will lead the way.
Achil. Achil.
Achil. What comes the Generall to speake with me?
Achil. You know my minde, Ile fight no more 'gainst Troy.