Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kent. Of my obscured course. And shall finde time
Kent. From this enormous State, seeking to giue
Kent. Losses their remedies. All weary and o're‐watch'd,
Kent. Take vantage heauie eyes, not to behold
Kent. This shamefull lodging. Fortune goodnight,
Kent. Smile once more, turne thy wheele.
Kent. [Act 2, Scene 3]
Kent. Enter Edgar.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. I heard my selfe proclaim'd,
Edg. And by the happy hollow of a Tree,
Edg. Escap'd the hunt. No Port is free, no place
Edg. That guard, and most vnusall vigilance
Edg. Do's not attend my taking. Whiles I may scape
Edg. I will preserue myselfe: and am bethought
Edg. To take the basest, and most poorest shape
Edg. That euer penury in contempt of man,
Edg. Brought neere to beast; my face Ile grime with filth,
Edg. Blanket my loines, else all my haires in knots,
Edg. And with presented nakednesse out‐face