Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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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.
Abur. I cannot tell
Abur. What Heauen hath giuen him: let some Grauer eye
Abur. Pierce into that, but I can see his Pride
Abur. Peepe through each part of him: whence ha's he that,
Abur. If not from Hell? The Diuell is a Niggard,
Abur. Or ha's giuen all before, and he begins