Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Alb. Alb.
Alb. Where was his Sonne,
Alb. When they did take his eyes?
Mes. Mes.
Mes. Come with my Lady hither.
Alb. He is not heere.
Mes. No my good Lord, I met him backe againe.
Alb. Knowes he the wickednesse?
Mes. I my good Lord: 'twas he inform'd against him
Mes. And quit the house on purpose, that their punishment
Mes. Might haue the freer course.
Alb. Glouster, I liue
Alb. To thanke thee for the loue thou shew'dst the King,
Alb. And to reuenge thine eyes. Come hither Friend,
Alb. Tell me what more thou know'st.