Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lear. Lear.
Lear. Who stockt my Seruant? Regan, I haue good hope
Lear. Thou did'st not know on't.
Lear. Who comes here? O Heauens!
Lear. If you do loue old men; if your sweet sway
Lear. Allow Obedience; if you your selues are old,
Lear. Make it your cause: Send downe, and take my part.
Lear. Art not asham'd to looke vpon this Beard?
Lear. O Regan, will you take her by the hand?
Gon. Gon.
Gon. Why not by'th' hand Sir? How haue I offended?
Gon. All's not offence that indiscretion findes,
Gon. And dotage termes so.
Lear. O sides, you are too tough!
Lear. Will you yet hold?
Lear. How came my man i'th' Stockes?
Corn. Corn.
Corn. I set him there, Sir: but his owne Disorders
Corn. Deseru'd