Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Foole. Marry here's Grace, and a Codpiece, that's a
Foole. Wiseman, and a Foole.
Kent. Kent.
Kent. Alas Sir are you here? Things that loue night,
Kent. Loue not such nights as these: The wrathfull Skies
Kent. Gallow the very wanderers of the darke
Kent. And make them keepe their Caues: Since I was man,
Kent. Such sheets of Fire, such bursts of horrid Thunder,
Kent. Such groanes of roaring Winde, and Raine, I neuer
Kent. Remember to haue heard. Mans Nature cannot carry
Kent. Th'affliction, nor the feare.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Let the great Goddes
Lear. That keepe this dreadfull pudder o're our heads,
Lear. Finde out their enemies now. Tremble thou Wretch,
Lear. That hast within thee vndivulged Crimes
Lear. Vnwhipt of Iustice. Hide thee, thou Bloudy hand;
Lear. Thou Periur'd, and thou Simular of Vertue
Lear. That art Incestuous. Caytiffe, to peeces shake
Lear. That vnder couert, and conuenient seeming