But yet more sensibly this truth to show
If space be ended set upon that end
Some strong arm’d Archer with his Parthian bow,
That from that place with speedy force may send
His fleeter shafts, and so still forward wend.
Where? When shall he want room his strength to trie?
But here perversly subtill you’l contend
Nothing can move in mere vacuity,
And space is nought, so not extended properly.