Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lear. Ile tell thee:
Lear. Life and death, I am asham'd
Lear. That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus,
Lear. That these hot teares, which breake from me perforce
Lear. Should make thee worth them.
Lear. Blastes and Fogges vpon thee:
Lear. Th'vntented woundings of a Fathers curse
Lear. Pierce euerie sense about thee. Old fond eyes,
Lear. Beweepe this cause againe, Ile plucke ye out,
Lear. And cast you with the waters that you loose
Lear. To temper Clay. Ha? Let it be so.
Lear. I haue another daughter,
Lear. Who I am sure is kinde and comfortable:
Lear. When she shall heare this of thee, with her nailes
Lear. Shee'l flea thy Woluish visage. Thou shalt finde,
Lear. That Ile resume the shape which thou dost thinke
Lear. I haue cast off for euer.
Lear. Exit
Gon. Gon.
Gon. Do you marke that?