Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Edg. If more, the more th'hast wrong'd me.
Edg. My name is Edgar and thy Fathers Sonne,
Edg. The Gods are iust, and of our pleasant vices
Edg. Make instruments to plague vs:
Edg. The darke and vitious place where thee he got,
Edg. Cost him his eyes.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Th'hast spoken right, 'tis true,
Bast. The Wheele is come full circle, I am heere.
Alb. Alb.
Alb. Me thought thy very gate did prophesie
Alb. A Royall Noblenesse: I must embrace thee,
Alb. Let sorrow split my heart, if euer I
Alb. Did hate thee, or thy Father.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. Worthy Prince I know't.
Alb. Where haue you hid your selfe?
Alb. How haue you knowne the miseries of your Father?