Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lear. Lear.
Lear. Pray do not mocke me:
Lear. I am a very foolish fond old man,
Lear. Fourescore and vpward,
Lear. Not an houre more, nor lesse:
Lear. And to deale plainely,
Lear. I feare I am not in my perfect mind.
Lear. Me thinkes I should know you, and know this man,
Lear. Yet I am doubtfull: For I am mainely ignorant
Lear. What place this is: and all the skill I haue
Lear. Remembers not these garments: nor I know not
Lear. Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me,
Lear. For (as I am a man) I thinke this Lady
Lear. To be my childe Cordelia.
Cor. Cor.
Cor. And so I am: I am.
Lear. Be your teares wet?
Lear. Yes faith: I pray weepe not,
Lear. If you haue poyson for me, I will drinke it: