Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Foole. And let the wiseman flie:
Foole. The knaue turnes Foole that runnes away,
Foole. The Foole no knaue perdie.
Foole. Enter Lear, and Gloster:
Kent. Kent.
Kent. Where learn'd you this Foole?
Foole. Foole.
Foole. Not i'th' Stocks Foole.
Foole. rr
Foole. Lear.
Foole. The Tragedie of King Lear.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Deny to speake with me?
Lear. They are sicke, they are weary,
Lear. They haue trauail'd all the night? meere fetches,
Lear. The images of reuolt and flying off.
Lear. Fetch me a better answer.
Glo. Glo.
Glo. My deere Lord,
Glo. You know the fiery quality of the Duke,