Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. When my Dimensions are as well compact,
Bast. My minde as generous, and my shape as true
Bast. As honest Madams issue? Why brand they vs
Bast. With Base? With basenes Bastardie? Base, Base?
Bast. Who in the lustie stealth of Nature, take
Bast. More composition, and fierce qualitie,
Bast. Then doth within a dull stale tyred bed
Bast. Goe to th' creating a whole tribe of Fops
Bast. Got 'tweene a sleepe, and wake? Well then,
Bast. Legitimate Edgar, I must haue your land,
Bast. Our Fathers loue, is to the Bastard Edmond,
Bast. As to th'legitimate: fine word: Legitimate.
Bast. qq3
Bast. Well
Bast. The Tragedie of King Lear.
Bast. Well, my Legittimate, if this Letter speed,
Bast. And my inuention thriue, Edmond the base
Bast. Shall to'th'Legitimate: I grow, I prosper:
Bast. Now Gods, stand vp for Bastards.
Bast. Enter Gloucester.