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William Aldis Wright [1863–1866], The works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark... and John Glover [and William Aldis Wright] (Macmillan and Co., London) [word count] [S10701].
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Scene I. The heath. note Enter Edgar.

Edg.
Yet note better thus, and known note to be contemn'd,
Than still contemn'd and flatter'd. To be worst, note
The lowest and note most dejected note thing of fortune,
Stands still in esperance note, lives not in fear:
The lamentable change is from the best;
The worst returns to laughter. note Welcome then,
Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace!

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The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worst
Owes nothing to thy note blasts. note But who comes here? note Enter Gloucester, led by an Old Man. note
My father, poorly led? note World, world, O world! note
But that thy strange mutations make us hate note thee,
Life would not note yield to age.

Old Man.

O, my note good lord, I have been your tenant, and your father's tenant, these fourscore years. note

Glou.
Away, get thee away; good friend, be gone:
Thy comforts can do me no good at all;
Thee they may hurt.

Old Man.
Alack, sir, note you cannot see your way.

Glou.
I have no way and therefore want no eyes;
I stumbled when I saw: full oft 'tis seen,
Our means secure note us, and our mere defects
Prove our commodities. Ah note, dear son Edgar,
The food of thy abused father's wrath!
Might I but live to see thee in my touch,

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I'ld say I had eyes again!

Old Man.
How now! Who's note there?

Edg. [Aside] note
O gods! Who is't can say ‘I am at the note worst’?
I am note worse than e'er note I was.

Old Man.
'Tis poor mad Tom.

Edg. [Aside] note
And worse I may be yet: the worst is not
So long note as we can say ‘This is the worst.’

Old Man.
Fellow, where goest?

Glou.
Is it a beggar-man?

Old Man.
Madman and beggar too.

Glou.
He note has some reason, else he could not beg.
I' the note last night's storm I such a fellow saw,
Which made me think a man a worm: my son
Came then into my mind, and yet my mind
Was then scarce friends with him: I have note heard more since. note
As flies to wanton note boys, are we to the gods;
They kill note us for their sport.

Edg. [Aside] note
How should this note be?
Bad is the trade that must play fool to note sorrow,
Angering itself note and others. Bless thee, master! note

Glou.
Is that the naked fellow?

Old Man.
Ay, my lord.

Glou.
Then, prithee, get thee gone note: if for my sake

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Thou wilt o'ertake us hence note a mile or twain
I' the way toward note Dover, do it for ancient love;
And bring some covering for this note naked soul,
Who note I'll entreat to lead me.

Old Man.
Alack, sir, he is mad.

Glou.
'Tis the times' note plague, when madmen lead the blind. note
Do as I bid thee note, or rather do thy pleasure;
Above the rest, be gone.

Old Man.
I'll bring him the best 'parel note that I have,
Come on't what will.
[Exit. note

Glou.
Sirrah, note naked fellow,— note

Edg.
Poor Tom's a-cold. [Aside] note I cannot daub it note further note.

Glou.
Come hither, fellow.

Edg. [Aside] note
And yet I must. note Bless thy sweet eyes, they bleed. note

Glou.
Know'st thou the way to Dover?

Edg.

Both stile and gate, horse-way and foot-path. Poor Tom hath been scared note out of his good wits. Bless thee, good man's son, note from the foul fiend! note Five fiends have been in poor Tom at once note; of lust, as Obidicut; note Hobbididence note, prince of

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dumbness note; Mahu, of stealing; Modo note, of murder; Flibbertigibbet note, of mopping and mowing; note who since possesses chambermaids and waiting-women. So, bless thee, master! note note

Glou.
Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens' note plagues note
Have humbled to all strokes: that I am wretched
Makes thee note the happier. Heavens, deal so still!
Let the superfluous and note lust-dieted note man,
That slaves note your ordinance, that will not see
Because he doth note not feel, feel your power quickly;
So distribution should undo note excess
And each man have enough. Dost thou know Dover?

Edg.
Ay, master.

Glou.
There is a cliff whose high and bending head
Looks fearfully note in note the confined deep:
Bring me but to the very brim of it,
And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear
With something rich about me: from that place
I shall note no leading note need. note

Edg.
Give me thy arm:
Poor Tom shall lead thee. note
[Exeunt. note

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William Aldis Wright [1863–1866], The works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark... and John Glover [and William Aldis Wright] (Macmillan and Co., London) [word count] [S10701].
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