Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Edg. Or image of that horror.
Alb. Alb.
Alb. Fall and cease.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. This feather stirs, she liues: if it be so,
Lear. It is a chance which do's redeeme all sorrowes
Lear. That euer I haue felt.
Kent. Kent.
Kent. O my good Master.
Lear. Prythee away.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. 'Tis Noble Kent your Friend.
Lear. A plague vpon you Murderors, Traitors all,
Lear. I might haue sau'd her, now she's gone for euer:
Lear. Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little. Ha:
Lear. What is't thou saist? Her voice was euer soft,
Lear. Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
Lear. I kill'd the Slaue that was a hanging thee.