Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Edgar. Edgar.
Edgar. Beare free and patient thoughts.
Edgar. Enter Lear.
Edgar. But who comes heere?
Edgar. The safer sense will ne're accommodate
Edgar. His Master thus.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. No, they cannot touch me for crying. I am the
Lear. King himselfe.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. O thou side‐piercing sight!
Lear. Nature's aboue Art, in that respect. Ther's your
Lear. Presse‐money. That fellow handles his bow, like a Crowkeeper:
Lear. draw mee a Cloathiers yard. Looke, looke, a
Lear. Mouse: peace, peace, this peece of toasted Cheese will
Lear. doo't. There's my Gauntlet, Ile proue it on a Gyant.
Lear. Bring vp the browne Billes. O well flowne Bird: i'th'
Lear. clout, i'th' clout: Hewgh. Giue the word.