Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lear. ragges, a Pigmies straw do's pierce it. None do's offend,
Lear. none, I say none, Ile able 'em; take that of me my Friend,
Lear. who haue the power to seale th' accusers lips. Get thee
Lear. glasse‐eyes, and like a scuruy Politician, seeme to see the
Lear. things thou dost not. Now, now, now, now. Pull off my
Lear. Bootes: harder, harder, so.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. O matter, and impertinency mixt,
Edg. Reason in Madnesse.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. If thou wilt weepe my Fortunes, take my eyes.
Lear. I know thee well enough, thy name is Glouster:
Lear. Thou must be patient; we came crying hither:
Lear. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the Ayre
Lear. We wawle, and cry. I will preach to thee: Marke.
Glou. Glou.
Glou. Alacke, alacke the day.
Lear. When we are borne, we cry that we are come
Lear. To this great stage of Fooles. This a good blocke: