Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glo. Exit.
Kent. Kent.
Kent. Good King, that must approue the common saw,
Kent. Thou out of Heauens benediction com'st
Kent. To the warme Sun.
Kent. Approach thou Beacon to this vnder Globe,
Kent. That by thy comfortable Beames I may
Kent. Peruse this Letter. Nothing almost sees miracles
Kent. But miserie. I know 'tis from Cordelia,
Kent. Who hath most fortunately beene inform'd
Kent. Of my obscured course. And shall finde time
Kent. From this enormous State, seeking to giue
Kent. Losses their remedies. All weary and o're‐watch'd,
Kent. Take vantage heauie eyes, not to behold
Kent. This shamefull lodging. Fortune goodnight,
Kent. Smile once more, turne thy wheele.
Kent. [Act 2, Scene 3]
Kent. Enter Edgar.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. I heard my selfe proclaim'd,