Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gent. Though that the Queen on special cause is here
Gent. Her Army is mou'd on.
Gent. Exit.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. I thanke you Sir.
Glou. Glou.
Glou. You euer gentle Gods, take my breath from me,
Glou. Let not my worser Spirit tempt me againe
Glou. To dye before you please.
Edg. Well pray you Father.
Glou. Now good sir, what are you?
Edg. A most poore man, made tame to Fortunes blows
Edg. Who, by the Art of knowne, and feeling sorrowes,
Edg. Am pregnant to good pitty. Giue me your hand,
Edg. Ile leade you to some biding.
Glou. Heartie thankes: