Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Foole. That such a King should play bo‐peepe,
Foole. And goe the Foole among.
Foole. Pry'thy Nunckle keepe a Schoolemaster that can teach
Foole. thy Foole to lie, I would faine learne to lie.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. And you lie sirrah, wee'l haue you whipt.
Foole. Foole.
Foole. I maruell what kin thou and thy daughters are,
Foole. they'l haue me whipt for speaking true: thou'lt haue me
Foole. whipt for lying, and sometimes I am whipt for holding
Foole. my peace. I had rather be any kind o'thing then a foole,
Foole. and yet I would not be thee Nunckle, thou hast pared thy
Foole. wit o'both sides, and left nothing i'th' middle; here
Foole. comes one o'the parings.
Foole. Enter Gonerill.
Lear. How now Daughter? what makes that Frontlet
Lear. on? You are too much of late i'th' frowne.
Foole. Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no