Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Edg. That on th'vnnumbred idle Pebble chafes
Edg. Cannot be heard so high. Ile looke no more,
Edg. Least my braine turne, and the deficient sight
Edg. Topple downe headlong.
Glou. Glou.
Glou. Set me where you stand.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. Giue me your hand:
Edg. You are now within a foote of th'extreme Verge:
Edg. For all beneath the Moone would I not leape vpright.
Glou. Let go my hand:
Glou. Heere Friend's another purse: in it, a Iewell
Glou. Well worth a poore mans taking. Fayries, and Gods
Glou. Prosper it with thee. Go thou further off,
Glou. Bid me farewell, and let me heare thee going.
Edg. Now fare ye well, good Sir.
Glou. With all my heart.