Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lear. And take vpon's the mystery of things,
Lear. As if we were Gods spies: And wee'l weare out
Lear. In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones,
Lear. That ebbe and flow by th'Moone.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Take them away.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Vpon such sacrifices my Cordelia,
Lear. The Gods themselues throw Incense.
Lear. Haue I caught thee?
Lear. He that parts vs, shall bring a Brand from Heauen,
Lear. And fire vs hence, like Foxes: wipe thine eyes,
Lear. The good yeares shall deuoure them, flesh and fell,
Lear. Ere
Lear. The Tragedie of King Lear.
Lear. Ere they shall make vs weepe?
Lear. Weele see e'm staru'd first: come.
Lear. Exit.
Bast. Come hither Captaine, hearke.