Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Nor. Of the right Reuerend Cardinall of Yorke.
Buc. Buc.
Buc. The diuell speed him: No mans Pye is freed
Buc. From his Ambitious finger. What had he
Buc. To do in these fierce Vanities? I wonder,
Buc. That such a Keech can with his very bulke
Buc. Take vp the Rayes o'th'beneficiall Sun,
Buc. And keepe it from the Earth.
Nor. Nor.
Nor. Surely Sir,
Nor. There's in him stuffe, that put's him to these ends:
Nor. For being not propt by Auncestry, whose grace
Nor. Chalkes Successors their way; nor call'd vpon
Nor. For high feats done to'th'Crowne; neither Allied
Nor. To eminent Assistants; but Spider‑like
Nor. Out of his Selfe‑drawing Web. O giues vs note,
Nor. The force of his owne merit makes his way
Nor. A guift that heauen giues for him, which buyes
Nor. A place next to the King.
Abur. Abur.