Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kent. my backe forty eight.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Follow me, thou shalt serue me, if I like thee no
Lear. worse after dinner, I will not part from thee yet. Dinner
Lear. ho, dinner, where's my knaue? my Foole? Go you and call
Lear. my Foole hither. You you Sirrah, where's my Daughter?
Lear. Enter Steward.
Ste. Ste.
Ste. So please you ———
Ste. Exit.
Lear. What saies the Fellow there? Call the Clotpole
Lear. backe: wher's my Foole? Ho, I thinke the world's
Lear. asleepe, how now? Where's that Mungrell?
Knigh. Knigh.
Knigh. He saies my Lord, your Daughters is not well.
Lear. Why came not the slaue backe to me when I
Lear. call'd him?