Step 1 of 6 · Read it through once
Section 652
Passage 1 of 3 · section 652 of 1301
1Achil.
2What am I poore of late?
3'Tis certaine, greatnesse once falne out with fortune,
4Must fall out with men too: what the declin'd is
5He shall as soone reade in the eyes of others,
6As feele in his owne fall: for men like butter‑flies,
7Shew not their mealie wings, but to the Summer:
8And not a man for being simply man,