22341964Glost. Tis the times plague, 2235when madmen lead the(blind,

22361965Doe as I bid thee, or rather doe thy pleasure,

22371966Aboue the rest, be gon.

22381967Old man. Ile bring him the best parrell that I haue

22391968Come on't what will.

22401969Glost. Sirrah naked fellow.

22411970Edg. Poore Toms a cold, I cannot dance it farther.

22421971Glost. Come hither fellow.

22441972Edg. Blesse thy sweete eyes, they bleed.

22451973Glost. Knowst thou the way to Douer?

22461974Edg. Both stile and gate, horse-way, and foot-path,

22471975Poore Tom hath beene scard out of his good wits,

1976Blesse 2248the good man from the foule fiend,

2248.11977Fiue fiends haue beene in poore Tom at once,

2248.21978Of lust, as Obidicut, Hobbididence Prince of dumbnes,

2248.31979Mahu of stealing, Modo of murder, Stiberdigebit of

2248.41980Mobing, & Mobing who since possesses chambermaids

2248.51981And waiting women, so, blesse thee maister.

22491982Glost. Here take this purse, thou whome the heauens(plagues.

22501983Haue humbled to all strokes, that I am wretched, 2251makes(thee

1984The happier, heauens deale so still,

22521985Let the superfluous and lust-dieted man

22531986That stands your ordinance, that will not see

22541987Because he does not feele, feele your power quickly,

22551988So distribution should vnder excesse,

22561989And each man haue enough, dost thou know Douer?

22571990Edg. I master.

22581991Glost. There is a cliffe whose high & bending head

22591992Lookes firmely in the confined deepe,

22601993Bring me but to the very brimme of it

22611994And ile repaire the misery thou dost beare

22621995With something rich about me,

1996From that place 2263I shal no leading need.

22641997Edg. Giue me thy arme, 2265poore Tom shall lead thee.

22681999Gon. Welcome my Lord, I maruaile our mild husband

22692000Not met vs on the way, now wher's your maister?