Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vlis. I doe not straine it at the position,
Vlis. It is familiar; but at the Authors drift,
Vlis. Who in his circumstance, expresly proues
Vlis. That no may is the Lord of any thing,
Vlis. (Though in and of him there is much consisting,)
Vlis. Till he communicate his parts to others:
Vlis. Nor doth he of himselfe know them for ought,
Vlis. Till he behold them formed in th'applause,
Vlis. Where they are extended: who like an arch reuerb'rate
Vlis. The voyce againe; or like a gate of steele,
Vlis. Fronting the Sunne, receiues and renders backe
Vlis. His figure, and his heate. I was much rapt in this,
Vlis. And apprehended here immediately:
Vlis. The vnknowne Aiax;
Vlis. Heauens what a man is there? a very Horse,
Vlis. That has he knowes not what. Nature, what things there (are.
Vlis. Most abiect in regard, and deare in vse.
Vlis. What things againe most deere in the esteeme,
Vlis. And poore in worth: now shall we see tomorrow,
Vlis. An act that very chance doth throw vpon him?