Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kent. Now good my Lord, lye heere, and rest awhile.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Make no noise, make no noise, draw the Curtaines:
Lear. so, so, wee'l go to Supper i'th' morning.
Foole. Foole.
Foole. And Ile go to bed at noone.
Glou. Glou.
Glou. Come hither Friend:
Glou. Where is the King my Master?
Kent. Kent.
Kent. Here Sir, but trouble him not, his wits are gon.
Glou. Good friend, I prythee take him in thy armes;
Glou. I haue ore‐heard a plot of death vpon him:
Glou. There is a Litter ready, lay him in't,
Glou. And driue toward Douer friend, where thou shalt meete
Glou. Both welcome, and protection. Take vp thy Master,
Glou. If thou should'st dally halfe an houre, his life
Glou. With thine, and all that offer to defend him,
Glou. Stand in assured losse. Take vp, take vp,