Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lear. This is not Lear:
Lear. Do's Lear walke thus? Speake thus? Where are his eies?
Lear. Either his Notion weakens, his Discernings
Lear. Are Lethargied. Ha! Waking? 'Tis not so?
Lear. Who is it that can tell me who I am?
Foole. Foole.
Foole. Lears shadow.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Your name, faire Gentlewoman?
Gon. Gon.
Gon. This admiration Sir, is much o'th' sauour
Gon. Of other your new prankes. I do beseech you
Gon. To vnderstand my purposes aright:
Gon. As you are Old, and Reuerend, should be Wise.
Gon. Heere do you keepe a hundred Knights and Squires,
Gon. Men so disorder'd, so debosh'd and bold,
Gon. That this our Court infected with their manners,
Gon. Shewes like a riotous Inne; Epicurisme and Lust
Gon. Makes it more like a Tauerne, or a Brothell,
Gon. Then a grac'd Pallace. The shame it selfe doth speake