Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glo. bed, if I die for it, (as no lesse is threatned me) the King
Glo. my old Master must be relieued. There is strange things
Glo. toward Edmund, pray you be carefull.
Glo. Exit.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. This Curtesie forbid thee, shall the Duke
Bast. Instantly know, and of that Letter too;
Bast. This seemes a faire deseruing, and must draw me
Bast. That which my Father looses: no lesse then all,
Bast. The yonger rises, when the old doth fall.
Bast. Exit.
Bast. Scena Quarta.
Bast. [Act 3, Scene 4]
Bast. Enter Lear, Kent, and Foole.
Kent. Kent.
Kent. Here is the place my Lord, good my Lord enter,
Kent. The tirrany of the open night's too rough
Kent. For Nature to endure. Storme still
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Let me alone.