Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Reg. She haue restrained the Riots of your Followres,
Reg. 'Tis on such ground, and to such wholesome end,
Reg. As cleeres her from all blame.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. My curses on her.
Reg. Reg.
Reg. O Sir, you are old,
Reg. Nature in you stands on the very Verge
Reg. Of his confine: you should be rul'd, and led
Reg. By some discretion, that discernes your state
Reg. Better then you your selfe: therefore I pray you,
Reg. That to our Sister, you do make returne,
Reg. Say you haue wrong'd her.
Lear. Aske her forgiuenesse?
Lear. Do you but marke how this becomes the house?
Lear. Deere daughter, I confesse that I am old;
Lear. Age is vnnecessary: on my knees I begge,
Lear. That you'l vouchsafe me Rayment, Bed, and Food.