Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. Bast.
Bast. Bethink your selfe wherein you may haue offended
Bast. him: and at my entreaty forbeare his presence, vntill
Bast. some little time hath quailfied the heat of his displeasure,
Bast. which at this instant so rageth in him, that with the mis
Bast. chiefe
Bast. The Tragedie of King Lear.
Bast. chiefe of your person, it would scarsely alay.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. Some Villaine hath done me wrong.
Edm. Edm.
Edm. That's my feare, I pray you haue a continent
Edm. forbear ance till the speed of his rage goes slower: and as
Edm. I say, retire with me to my lodging, from whence I will
Edm. fitly bring you to heare my Lord speake: pray ye goe,
Edm. there's my key: if you do stirre abroad, goe arm'd.
Edg. Arm'd, Brother?
Edm. Brother, I aduise you to the best, I am no honest