Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. Bast.
Bast. About it, and write happy, when th'hast done,
Bast. Marke I say instantly, and carry it so
Bast. As I haue set it downe.
Bast. Exit Captaine.
Bast. Flourish.
Bast. Enter Albany, Gonerill, Regan, Soldiers.
Alb. Alb.
Alb. Sir, you haue shew'd to day your valiant straine
Alb. And Fortune led you well: you haue the Captiues
Alb. Who were the opposites of this dayes strife:
Alb. I do require them of you so to vse them,
Alb. As we shall find their merites, and our safety
Alb. May equally determine.
Bast. Sir, I thought it fit,
Bast. To send the old and miserable King to some retention,
Bast. Whose age had Charmes in it, whose Title more,
Bast. To plucke the common bosome on his side,
Bast. And turne our imprest Launces in our eies