Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vlis. And farewels goes out fighing: O let not vertue seeke
Vlis. Remuneration for the thing it was: for beautie, wit,
Vlis. High birth, vigor of bone, desert in seruice,
Vlis. Loue, friendship, charity, are subiects all
Vlis. To enuious and calumniating time:
Vlis. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin:
Vlis. That all with one consent praise new borne gaudes,
Vlis. Though they are made and moulded of things past,
Vlis. And goe to dust, that is a little guilt,
Vlis. More laud then guilt oredusted.
Vlis. The present eye praises the presnt obiect:
Vlis. Then maruell not thou great and compleat man,
Vlis. That all the Greekes begin to worship Aiax;
Vlis. Since things in motion begin to catch the eye,
Vlis. Then what not stirs: the cry went out on thee,
Vlis. And still it might, and yet it may againe,
Vlis. If thou would'st not entombe thy selfe aliue,
Vlis. And case thy reputation in thy Tent;
Vlis. Whose glorious deedes, but in these fields of late,
Vlis. Made emulous missions 'mongst the gods themselues,