Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Nest. That I haue said vnto my standers by,
Nest. Loe Iupiter is yonder, dealing life.
Nest. And I haue seene thee pause, and take thy breath,
Nest. When that a ring of Greekes haue hem'd thee in,
Nest. Like an Olympian wrestling. This haue I seene,
Nest. But this thy countenance (still lockt in steele)
Nest. I neuer saw till now. I knew thy Grandsire,
Nest. And once fought with him; he was a Souldier good,
Nest. But by great Mars, the Captaine of vs all,
Nest. Neuer like thee. Let an oldman embrace thee,
Nest. And (worthy Warriour) welcome to our Tents.
Æne. Æne.
Æne. 'Tis the old Nestor.
Hect. Hect.
Hect. Let me embrace thee good old Chronicle,
Hect. That hast so long walk'd hand in hand with time;
Hect. Most reuerend Nestor, I am glad to claspe thee.
Ne. Ne.
Ne. I would my armes could match thee in contention
Ne. As they contend with thee in courtesie.