Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Buts
King. The Life of King Henry the Eight.
Butts. Butts.
Butts. I thinke your Highnesse saw this many a day.
Kin. Kin.
Kin. Body a me: where is it?
Butts, Butts,
Butts, There my Lord:
Butts, The high promotion of his Grace of Canterbury,
Butts, Who holds his State at dore 'mongst Purseuants,
Butts, Pages, and Foot‑boyes.
Kin. Ha? 'Tis he indeed.
Kin. Is this the Honour they doe one another?
Kin. 'Tis well there's one aboue 'em yet; I had thought
Kin. They had parted so much honesty among 'em,
Kin. At least good manners; as not thus to suffer
Kin. A man of his Place, and so neere our fauour
Kin. To dance attendance on their Lordships pleasures,
Kin. And at the dore too, like a Post with Packets: