Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glou. Aboue the rest, be gone.
Oldm. Oldm.
Oldm. Ile bring him the best Parrell that I haue
Oldm. Come on't what will.
Oldm. Exit
Glou. Glou.
Glou. Sirrah, naked fellow.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. Poore Tom's a cold. I cannot daub it further.
Glou. Come hither fellow.
Edg. And yet I must:
Edg. Blesse thy sweete eyes, they bleede.
Glou. Know'st thou the way to Douer?
Edg. Both style, and gate; Horseway, and foot‐path:
Edg. poore Tom hath bin scar'd out of his good wits. Blesse
Edg. thee good mans sonne, from the foule Fiend.