Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gaunt. With eager feeding, food doth choake the feeder:
Gaunt. Light vanity, insatiate cormorant,
Gaunt. Consuming meanes soone preyes vpon it selfe.
Gaunt. This royall Throne of Kings, this sceptred Isle,
Gaunt. This earth of Maiesty, this seate of Mars,
Gaunt. This other Eden, demy paradise,
Gaunt. This Fortresse built by Nature for her selfe,
Gaunt. Against infection, and the hand of warre:
Gaunt. This happy breed of men, this little world,
Gaunt. This precious stone, set in the siluer sea,
Gaunt. Which serues it in the office of a wall,
Gaunt. Or as a Moate defensiue to a house,
Gaunt. Against the enuy of lesse happier Lands,
Gaunt. This blessed plot, this earth, this Realme, this England,
Gaunt. This Nurse, this teeming wombe of Royall Kings,
Gaunt. Fear'd by their breed, and famous for their birth,
Gaunt. Renowned for their deeds, as farre from home,
Gaunt. For Christian seruice, and true Chiualrie,
Gaunt. As is the sepulcher in stubborne Iury
Gaunt. Of the Worlds ransome, blessed Maries Sonne.