Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Nor. Not vs'd to toyle, did almost sweat to beare
Nor. The Pride vpon them, that their very labour
Nor. Was to them, as a Painting. Now this Maske
Nor. Was cry'de incompareable; and th'ensuing night
Nor. Made it a Foole, and Begger. The two Kings
Nor. Equall in lustre, were now best, now worst
Nor. As presence did present them: Him in eye,
Nor. Still him in praise, and being present both,
Nor. 'Twas said they saw but one, and no Discerner
Nor. Durst wagge his Tongue in censure, when these Sunnes
Nor. (For so they phrase 'em) by their Heralds challeng'd
Nor. The Noble Spirits to Armes, they did performe
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Nor. Beyond
Nor. The Life of King Henry the Eight.
Nor. Beyond thoughts Compasse, that former fabulous Storie
Nor. Being now seene, possible enough, got credit
Nor. That Beuis was beleeu'd.
Buc. Buc.
Buc. Oh you go farre.