Reading The Tragedie of Cymbeline — William Shakespeare

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Bela.

Now for our Mountaine sport, vp to yond hill

Your legges are yong: Ile tread these Flats. Consider,

When you aboue perceiue me like a Crow,

That it is Place, which lessen's, and sets off,

And you may then reuolue what Tales, I haue told you,

Of Courts, of Princes; of the Tricks in Warre.

This Seruice, is not Seruice; so being done,

But being so allowed. To apprehend thus,

Drawes vs a profit from all things we see:

And often to our comfort, shall we finde

The sharded‑Beetle, in a safer hold

Then is the full‑wing'd Eagle. Oh this life,

Is Nobler, then attending for a checke:

Richer, then doing nothing for a Babe:

Prouder, then rustling in vnpayd‑for Silke:

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