Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Aron. Away with slauish weedes, and idle thoughts,
Aron. I will be bright and shine in Pearle and Gold,
Aron. To waite vpon this new made Empresse.
Aron. To waite said I? To wanton with this Queene,
Aron. This Goddesse, this Semerimis, this Queene,
Aron. This Syren, that will charme Romes Saturnine,
Aron. And see his shipwracke, and his Common weales.
Aron. Hollo, what storme is this?
Aron. Enter Chiron and Demetrius brauing.
Dem. Dem.
Dem. Chiron thy yeres wants wit, thy wit wants edge
Dem. And manners to intru'd where I am grac'd,
Dem. And may for ought thou know'st affected be.
Chi. Chi.
Chi. Demetrius, thou doo'st ouer‑weene in all,
Chi. And so in this, to beare me downe with braues,
Chi. 'Tis not the difference of a yeere or two
Chi. Makes me lesse gracious, or thee more fortunate:
Chi. I am as able, and as fit, as thou,
Chi. To serue, and to deserue my Mistris grace,