Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Reg. If it be true, all vengeance comes too short
Reg. Which can pursue th'offender; how dost my Lord
Glo. Glo.
Glo. O Madam, my old heart is crack'd, it's crack'd.
Reg. Reg.
Reg. What, did my Fathers Godsonne seeke your life?
Reg. He whom my Father nam'd, your Edgar?
Glo. O Lady, Lady, shame would haue it hid.
Reg. Was he not companion with the riotous Knights
Reg. That tended vpon my Father?
Glo. I know not Madam, 'tis too bad, too bad.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Yes Madam, he was of that consort.
Reg. No maruaile then, though he were ill affected,
Reg. 'Tis they haue put him on the old mans death,
Reg. To haue th'expence and wast of his Reuenues: