Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Auf. What I can vrge against him, although it seemes
Auf. And so he thinkes, and is no lesse apparant
Auf. To th'vulgar eye, that he beares all things fairely:
Auf. And shewes good Husbandry for the Volcian State,
Auf. Fights Dragon‑like, and does atcheeue as soone
Auf. As draw his Sword: yet he hath left vndone
Auf. That which shall breake his necke, or hazard mine,
Auf. When ere we come to our account.
Lieu. Lieu.
Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'l carry Rome?
Auf. Auf.
Auf. All places yeelds to him ere he sits downe,
Auf. And the Nobility of Rome are his:
Auf. The Senators and Patricians loue him too:
Auf. The Tribunes are no Soldiers: and their people
Auf. Will be as rash in the repeale, as hasty
Auf. To expell him thence. I thinke hee'l be to Rome
Auf. As is the Aspray to the Fish, who takes it
Auf. By Soueraignty of Nature. First, he was
Auf. A Noble seruant to them, but he could not