GON. This man hath had good counsel:a-a hundred knights! 'Tis politic and safe to let him keep At point a hundred knights: yes, that on every dream, Safer than trust too far: GON. How now, Oswald? Re-enter OSWALD. What, have you writ that letter to my sister? Osw. Ay, madam. GON. Take you some company, and away to horse; Inform her full of my particular fear; And thereto add such reasons of your own, As may compact it more. Get you gone; And hasten your return.-[Exit Osw.] No, no, my lord, Though I condemn not, yet, under pardon, You are much more attask'd* for want of wisdom, Than prais'd for harmful mildness. ALB. How far your eyes may pierce, I cannot tell; Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. GON. Nay, then ALB. Well, well; the event. SCENE V.-Court before the same. Enter LEAR, KENT, and Fool. [Exeunt. LEAR. Go you before to Gloster with these letters; acquaint my daughter no further with any thing you know, than comes from her demand out of the letter. If your diligence be not speedy, I shall be there afore you. KENT. I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter. [Exit. FOOL. If a man's brains were in 's heels, were 't not in danger of kibes? LEAR. Ay, boy. FOOL. Then, I pr'ythee, be merry; thy wit shall not go slip-shod. LEAR. Ha, ha, ha! (*) First folio, at task. This man hath had good counsel:-] This and what follows down to the entrance of Oswald, are not in the quartos. FOOL. Shalt see thy other daughter will use thee kindly:a for though she's as like this as a crab's like an apple, yet I can tell what I can tell. LEAR. What canst tell, boy? FOOL. She will taste as like this, as a crab does to a crab. Thou canst tell why one's nose stands i' the middle on's face? LEAR. NO. FOOL. Why, to keep one's eyes of either side his nose; that what a man cannot smell out, he may spy into. LEAR. I did her wrong. Indelia FOOL. Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell ? LEAR. NO. FOOL. Nor I neither; but I can tell why a snail has a house. FOOL. Why, to put his head in; not to give it away to his daughters, and leave his horns without a case. LEAR. I will forget my nature.-So kind a father!-Be my horses ready? FOOL. Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason why the seven stars are no more than seven, is a pretty reason. LEAR. Because they are not eight? FOOL. Yes, indeed: thou wouldst make a good fool. LEAR. To take 't again perforce!-Monster ingratitude! FOOL. If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have thee beaten for being Sold before thy time. LEAR. How's that? FOOL. Thou shouldst not have been old, before* thou hadst been wise. LEAR. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven! Keep me in temper; I would not be mad! Enter Gentleman. How now! Are the horses ready? GENT. Ready, my lord. LEAR. Come, boy. FOOL. She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure, Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut shorter. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I.-A Court within the Castle of the Earl of Gloucester. Enter EDMUND and CURAN, meeting. EDM. Save thee, Curan. First folio, till. thy other daughter will use thee kindly:] Kindly is here used, as Malone pointed out, with the double meaning of affectionately, and after her nature, or kind. * CUR. And you, sir. I have been with your father, and given him notice that the duke of Cornwall and Regan his duchess will be here with him this night. EDM. How comes that? CUR. Nay, I know not. You have heard of the news abroad,-I mean the whispered ones, for they are yet but ear-kissing arguments? EDM. Not I; pray you, what are they? CUR. Have you heard of no likely wars toward, 'twixt the dukes of Cornwall and Albany? EDM. Not a word. CUR. You may do, then, in time. Fare you well, sir. Which I must act :-briefness and fortune, work!— Enter EDGAR. My father watches:-O, sir, fly this place; EDG. I am sure on 't, not a word. [Exit, [Exit EDGAR [Wounds his arm. Enter GLOUCESTER, and Servants with torches. GLO. Now, Edmund, where's the villain? EDM. Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sword out, Mumbling of wicked charms, cónjuring the moon To stand auspicious mistress, GLO. EDM. Look, sir, I bleed. But where is he? Where is the villain, Edmund? EDM. Fled this way, sir. When by no means he could (*) First folio, your. GLO. Pursue him, ho!-Go after.-[Exeunt some Servants.] By no means, what? EDM. Persuade me to the murder of your lordship; But that I told him, the revenging gods 'Gainst parricides did all their thunders* bend; To his unnatural purpose, in fell motion Bold in the quarrel's right, rous'd to the encounter, Full suddenly he fled. GLO. Let him fly far: Not in this land shall he remain uncaught; And found-despatch!-The noble duke my master, By his authority I will proclaim it, That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks, EDM. When I dissuaded him from his intent, Thou unpossessing bastard! dost thou think, Make thy words faith'd? No: what I should§ deny, To thy suggestion, plot, and damned practice: To make thee seek it. First folio, the thunder. First folio, And. First folio omits, ay. (t) First folio, latch'd. (**) First folio, O strange. • But when, &c.] "When" is very probably a misprint for whêr, or whether. gasted-] Gasted, or ghasted, means affrighted, dismayed. And found-despatch!-] Warburton reads, " And found, dispatch'd;" as also does Mr. Collier's annotator; but the old text is right. Thus, in "Blurt, Master Constable," Act V. Sc. 1, d "There to find Fontinelle: found, to kill him." pight to do it,-] Pight is fixed, settled. curst speech-] Harsh, bitter speech. character-] That is, hand-writing. * Would he deny his letter?-I never got him.-a [Trumpets without. Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, and Attendants. He whom my father nam'd? your Edgar? GLO. O, lady, lady, shame would have it hid! lord? REG. Was he not companion with the riotous knights GLO. I know not, madam: 't is too bad, too bad.- REG. No marvel then, though he were ill affected; I have this present evening from my sister Been well inform'd of them; and with such cautions I'll not be there. CORN. father GLO. He did bewray his practice; and receiv'd This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him. CORN. Is he pursu'd? GLO. Ay, my good lord. CORN. If he be taken, he shall never more Be fear'd of doing harm: make your own purpose, Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant So much commend itself, you shall be ours; (*) First folio, wher. (†) First folio, strangenesse. (+) First folio, tended. I never got him.-] The folio reads, "Would he deny his Letter, said he ?" b- the waste and spoil-] So the first quarto; the second reads, "-these-and waste;" all the other ancient er pies. "-th' expence and wast." |