Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kent. Whose welcome I perceiu'd had poison'd mine,
Kent. Being the very fellow which of late
Kent. Displaid so sawcily against your Highnesse,
Kent. Hauing more man then wit about me, drew;
Kent. He rais'd the house, with loud and coward cries,
Kent. Your Sonne and Daughter found this trespasse worth
Kent. The shame which heere it suffers.
Foole. Foole.
Foole. Winters not gon yet, if the wil'd Geese fly that
Foole. way, Fathers that weare rags, do make their Children blind,
Foole. But Fathers that beare bags, shall see their children kind.
Foole. Fortune that arrant whore, nere turns the key toth' poore.
Foole. But for all this thou shalt haue as many Dolors for thy
Foole. Daughters, as thou canst tell in a yeare.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. Oh how this Mother swels vp toward my heart!
Lear. Historica passio, downe thou climing sorrow,
Lear. Thy Elements below where is this Daughter?
Kent. Kent.
Kent. With the Earle Sir, here within.