Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kent. Kent.
Kent. I can keepe honest counsaile, ride, run, marre a
Kent. curious tale in telling it, and deliuer a plaine message
Kent. bluntly: that which ordinary men are fit for, I am quallified
Kent. in, and the best of me, is Dilligence.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. How old art thou?
Kent. Not so young Sir to loue a woman for singing,
Kent. nor so old to dote on her for any thing. I haue yeares on
Kent. my backe forty eight.
Lear. Follow me, thou shalt serue me, if I like thee no
Lear. worse after dinner, I will not part from thee yet. Dinner
Lear. ho, dinner, where's my knaue? my Foole? Go you and call
Lear. my Foole hither. You you Sirrah, where's my Daughter?
Lear. Enter Steward.
Ste. Ste.
Ste. So please you ———
Ste. Exit.