Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ser. To see some mischefe on him. Oh.
Corn. Corn.
Corn. Lest it see more, preuent it; Out vilde gelly:
Corn. Where is thy luster now?
Glou. Glou.
Glou. All darke and comfortlesse?
Glou. Where's my Sonne Edmund?
Glou. Edmund, enkindle all the sparkes of Nature
Glou. To quit this horrid acte.
Reg. Reg.
Reg. Out treacherous Villaine,
Reg. Thou call'st on him, that hates thee. It was he
Reg. That made the ouerture of thy Treasons to vs:
Reg. Who is too good to pitty thee.
Glou. O my Follies! then Edgar was abus'd,
Glou. Kinde Gods, forgiue me that, and prosper him.
Reg. Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell
Reg. His way to Douer.