Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cran. That mould vp such a mighty Piece as this is,
Cran. With all the Vertues that attend the good,
Cran. Shall still be doubled on her. Truth shall Nurse her,
Cran. Holy
Cran. The Life of King Henry the Eight.
Cran. Holy and Heauenly thoughts still Counsell her:
Cran. She shall be lou'd and fear'd. Her owne shall blesse her;
Cran. Her Foes shake like a Field of beaten Corne,
Cran. And hang their heads with sorrow:
Cran. Good growes with her.
Cran. In her dayes, Euery Man shall eate in safety,
Cran. Vnder his owne Vine what he plants; and sing
Cran. The merry Songs of Peace to all his Neighbours.
Cran. God shall be truely knowne, and those about her,
Cran. From her shall read the perfect way of Honour,
Cran. And by those claime their greatnesse; not by Blood.
Cran. Nor shall this peace sleepe with her: But as when
Cran. The Bird of Wonder dyes, the Mayden Phoenix,
Cran. Her Ashes new create another Heyre,
Cran. As great in admiration as her selfe.