Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gon. Gon.
Gon. Milke‐Liuer'd man,
Gon. That bear'st a cheeke for blowes, a head for wrongs,
Gon. Who hast not in thy browes an eye‐discerning
Gon. Thine Honor, from thy sufferring.
Alb. Alb.
Alb. See thy selfe diuell:
Alb. Proper deformitie seemes not in the Fiend
Alb. So horrid as in woman.
Gon. Oh vaine Foole.
Gon. Enter a Messenger.
Mes. Mes.
Mes. Oh my good Lord, the Duke of Cornwals dead,
Mes. Slaine by his Seruant, going to put out
Mes. The other eye of Glouster.
Alb. Glousters eyes.
Mes. A Seruant that he bred, thrill'd with remorse,