Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Franke Nature rather curious then in hast
King. Hath well compos'd thee: Thy Fathers morall parts
King. Maist thou inherit too: Welcome to Paris.
Ber. Ber.
Ber. My thankes and dutie are your Maiesties.
Kin. Kin.
Kin. I would I had that corporall soundnesse now,
Kin. As when thy father, and my selfe, in friendship
Kin. First tride our souldiership: he did looke farre
Kin. Into the seruice of the time, and was
Kin. Discipled of the brauest. He lasted long,
Kin. But on vs both did haggish Age steale on,
Kin. And wore vs out of act: It much repaires me
Kin. To talke of your good father; in his youth
Kin. He had the wit, which I can well obserue
Kin. To day in our yong Lords: but they may iest
Kin. Till their owne scorne returne to them vnnoted
Kin. Ere they can hide their leuitie in honour:
Kin. So like a Courtier, contempt nor bitternesse
Kin. Were in his pride, or sharpnesse; if they were,