"I'th'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....As flies
to wanton boys, are we to th'Gods;
They kill us for their sport."
(Act IV, Scene 1)

	Gloucester
	Albany
	Kent
	King of France
	Edgar

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