Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lear. Then the Sea‐monster.
Alb. Alb.
Alb. Pray Sir be patient.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Detested Kite, thou lyest.
Lear. My Traine are men of choice, and rarest parts,
Lear. That all particulars of dutie know,
Lear. And in the most exact regard, support
Lear. The worships of their name. O most small fault,
Lear. How vgly did'st thou in Cordelia shew?
Lear. Which like an Engine, wrencht my frame of Nature
Lear. From the fixt place: drew from my heart all loue,
Lear. And added to the gall. O Lear, Lear, Lear!
Lear. Beate at this gate that let thy Folly in,
Lear. And thy deere Iudgement out. Go, go, my people.
Alb. My Lord, I am guiltlesse, as I am ignorant
Alb. Of what hath moued you.
Lear. It may be so, my Lord.