Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Duke. Duke.
Duke. Be absolute for death: either death or life
Duke. Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life:
Duke. If I do loose thee, I do loose a thing
Duke. That none but fooles would keepe: a breath thou art,
Duke. Seruile to all the skyie‑influences
Duke. That dost this habitation where thou keepst
Duke. Hourely afflict: Meerely, thou art deaths foole,
Duke. For him thou labourst by thy flight to shun,
Duke. And yet runst toward him still. Thou art not noble,
Duke. For all th' accommodations that thou bearst,
Duke. Are nurst by basenesse: Thou'rt by no meanes valiant,
Duke. For thou dost feare the soft and tender forke
Duke. Of a poore worme: thy best of rest is sleepe,
Duke. And that thou oft prouoakst, yet grosselie fearst;
Duke. Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thy selfe,
Duke. For thou exists on manie a thousand graines
Duke. That issue out of dust. Happie thou art not,
Duke. For what thou hast not, still thou striu'st to get,
Duke. And what thou hast forgetst. Thou art not certaine,