Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Reg. Reg.
Reg. What might import my Sisters Letter to him?
Stew. Stew.
Stew. I know not, Lady.
Reg. Faith he is poasted hence on serious matter:
Reg. It was great ignorance, Glousters eyes being out
Reg. To let him liue. Where he arriues, he moues
Reg. All hearts against vs: Edmund, I thinke is gone
Reg. In pitty of his misery, to dispatch
Reg. His nighted life: Moreouer to descry
Reg. The strength o'th' Enemy.
Stew. I must needs after him, Madam, with my Letter.
Reg. Our troopes set forth to morrow, stay with vs:
Reg. The wayes are dangerous.
Stew. I may not Madam:
Stew. My Lady charg'd my dutie in this busines.