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That thou hast
my manhood thus: not in danger of kibes?
[T. Goneril. Lear. Ay, boy!
Lear. Ha, ha, ha!
Fool. She will taste as like this, as a crab does to
middle of his face?
Lear. I did her wrong:-
Fool. Can'st tell how an oyster makes his shell?
Fool. Nor I neither : but I can tell why a snail has
[To the Fool. Fool. Why, to put his head in; not to give it away Fool. Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry, and take to his daughters, and leave his horns without a case. the fool with thee!
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 If my cap would buy a halter; So the fool follows after.
[Exit. Lear. Because they are not eight? Gon. This man hath had good counsel. A hun-| Fool. Yes, indeed! Thou would'st make a good dred knights !
fool. 'Tis politic, and safe, to let him keep
Leur. To take it again, perforce! – Monster in-
Fool. If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have thee
hadst been wise.
Lear. O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven!
Keep me in temper: I would not be mad!-
How now! Are the horses ready?
Lear. Come, boy!
Fool. She that is maid now, and laughs at my
Shall not be a maid long, unless things he cut
shorter. Inform her full of my particular fear;
Enter Edmund and Curan, meeting.
Cur. And you, sir! I have been with your father;
Edm. How comes that?
(Exeunt. Cur. Nay, I know not. You have heard of the news
abroad; I mean the whispered ones, for they are SCENE V.— Court before the same. yet but ear-kissing arguments ? Enter Lear, Kent, and Foo!.
Edm. Not I; 'pray you, what are they? Leur. Go you before to Gloster with these letters: Cur. Have you heard of no likely wars toward, acquaint my daughter no further with any thing you 'twixt the dukes of Cornwall and Albany? know, than comes from her demand out of the let- Edm. Not a word. ter; if your diligence be not speedy,I shall be there Cur. You may then, in time. Fare you well, sir! (Exit. before you.
Edm. The duke be here to-night? The better! Best ! Kent. I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered This weaves itself perforce into my business! your letter.
[Exit. My father hath set guard to take my brother; Fool. If a man's brains were in his heels, were't! And I have one thing, of a queazy question,
a way to horse!
Kenl. I Stei. Kent. I make the Stew. Kent. Stew. Kent. abase, dred-pliver gazing inherit
Which I must act. - Briefness, and fortune, work! Would he deny his letter? - I never got him.
Ilark, the duke's trumpets! I know not why ke
All ports I'll bar; the villain shall not 'scape;
The duke must grant me that: besides, his pictan Have you not spoken 'gainst the duke of Cornwall? I will send far and near, that all the kingdom He's coming hither; now i'the night, i'the haste, May have due note of him; and of my land, And Regan with him. Have you nothing said Loyal and natural boy, I'll work the means Upon his party 'gainst the duke of Albany?
To make thee capable. Advise yourself!
Enter Cornwall, Regar, and Attendants. Edg. I am sure on't, not a word.
Corn. How now, my noble friend? since I came Edm. I hear my father coming, - pardon me! - |(Which I can call but now,) I have heard strangerers
Reg. If it be true, all vengeance comes too shorta
Glo. O, madam, my old heart is crack'd, is crack'd!
Reg. What, did my father's godson seek your life?
[Exit Edgar. He, whom my father ram’d? your Edgar? Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion
[1ounds his arm. Reg.
Glo. 0, lady, lady, shame would have it hid! Of my more fierce endeavour; I have seen drunkards
Was he not companion with the riotor
knights, Do more than this in sport. --Father! father!
That tend upon my father? Stop, stop! No help?
Glo. I know not, madam! Enter Gloster, and Servants with torches.
It is too bad, too bad !-
Edm. Yes, madam, he was.
To have the waste and spoil of his revenues
. Glo. But where is he?
I have this present evening from my sister Edm. Look, sir, I bleed!
Been well inform’d of them; and with such cautions, Glo. Where is the villain, Edmund ?
That, if they come to sojourn at my house, Edm. Fled this way, sir! When by no means he I'll not be there. could
Corn. Nor assure thee, Regan!Glo. Pursue him, ho! Go after! — [Exit Serv.} Edmund, I hear that have shown
A child-like office.
Glo. He did bewray his practice; and receir'd
Corn. If he be taken, he shall never more
Be feard of doing harm: make your own purpose, With his prepared sword, he charges hone How in my strength you please. --- For you, Edmand, My unprovided body, lauc'd mine arm:
Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant But when he saw my best alarum'd spirits, So much commend itself, you shall be ours Bold in the quarrel's right, rous'd to the encounter, Natures of such deep trust we shall much need; Or whether gasted by the noise I made,
You we first seize on. Full suddenly he fled.
Edm. I shall serve you, sir, Glo. Let him fly far:
Truly, however else. Not in this land shall he remain uncaught!
Glo. For him I thank your grace. And found -Dispatch! — The noble duke my master,
Corn. You know not why we came to visit you. My worthy arch and patron, comes to-night: Reg: Thus out of season; threading darkey'd night By his authority I will proclaim it,
Occasions, noble Gloster, of some poize, That he, which finds him, shall deserve our thanks, Wherein we must have use of your advice :Bringing the murderous coward to the stake;
Our father he hath writ, so hath our sister, He, that conceals him, death.
of differences, which I best thought it fit Edm. When I dissuaded him from his intent,
To answer from our home; the several messages And found him pight to do it, with curst speech
From hence attend dispatch. Our good old friend, I threaten'd to discover him: he replied,
Lay comforts to your bosom; and bestow
Your needful counsel to our business,
Which craves the instant use.
Your graces are right welcome!
SCENE II. – Before Gloster's castle
Enter Kent and Steward, severully.
house? If they not thought the profits of my death
Kent. Ay. Were very pregnant and potential spurs
Stew. Where may we set our horses? To make thee seek it.
Kent. I'the mire. Glo. Strong and fasten'd villain!
Stew. Pr’ythee, if thou love me, tell me!
Kent deny 11 tripped king? the mo of you draw!
Stew Kent, guinst agains or TIL come Sien Ken slave
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Stew, Good dawning to thee, frieud! Art of the
Kent. I love thee not.
That in the natures of their lords rebels ;
Bring oil to fire, snow to their colder moods; Kent. If I had thee in Lipsbury pinfold, I would Renege, affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks make thee care for me.
With every gale and vary of their masters,
A plague upon your epileptic visage!
Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool ?
Corn. No more, perchance,does mine, or his, or hers. Stew. Why, what a monstrous fellow art thou, Kent. Sir, 'tis my occupation to be plain ; thus to rail on one, that is neither known of thee, I have seen better faces in my time, por knows thee?
That stands on any shoulder that I see Kent. What a brazen-faced varlet art thou, to Before me at this instant. deny thou kwow'st me? Is it two days ago, since I Corn. This is some fellow, tripped up thy heels, and beat thee, before the Who, having been prais’d for bluntness, doth affoct king? Draw, you rogue! for, though it be night, A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb, the moon shines; I'll make a sop o’the moonshine Quite from his nature. He cannot flatter, he! of you! Draw, you whorson cullionly barber-monger, An honest mind and plain, - he must speak truth: draw!
[Drawing his sword. An they will take it, so; if not, he's plain.
Under the allowance of your grand aspect,
Whose influence, like the wreath of radiant fire
(Beuting him. Corn. What mean'st by this? Stew, Help, ho! murder! murder!
Kent. To go out of my dialect, which you discomEnter Edmund, CORNWALL, Recan, GLOSTER, and mend so much. I know, sir, I am no flatterer: he, Servants.
that beguiled you in a plain accent, was a plain knave;
Corn. What was the offence you gave him?
Stew. Never any.
It pleas'd the king his master, very late,
Tripp'd me behind; being down, insulted, rail'd,
And put upon him such a deal of man, Kent. No marvel, you have so bestirred your va- That worthy'd him, got praises of the king lour. You cowardly rascal, nature disclaims in thee! For him attempting who was self-subdu'd; a tailor made thee!
And, in the fleshment of this dread exploit,
Corn. Fetch forth the stocks, ho!
Kent. Sir, I am too old to learn;
Call not your stocks for me: I serve the king; Kent.Thou whorson zed ! thou unnecessary letter ! On whose employment I was sent to you. My lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread this You shall do'small respect, show too bold malice unbolted villain into mortar, and daub the wall of a Against the grace and person of my master, jakes with him.- Spare my grey beard, you wagtail! Stocking his messenger. Corn. Peace, sirrah!
Corn. Fetch forth the stocks ! You beastly knave, know you no reverence? As I've life and honour, there shall he sit till noon. Kent. Yes, sir! but anger has a privilege. Reg. Till noon! till night, my lord! and all night Corn. Why art thou angry?
too! Kent, That such a slave as this should wear a sword, Kent. Why, madam, if I were your father's dog, Who wears no honesty. Such smiling rogues as these, You should not use me so. Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain,
Reg. Sir, being his knave, I will.(Stocks brought out. Which are too intrinse i anloose: smooth every Corn. This is a fellow of the self-same colour passion,
Our sister speaks of. -Come, bring away the stocks !
Lear. V Fiery! *
Glo. Let me beseech your grace not to do so : Kent. Hail to thee, noble master !
Fool. Ha, ha! look! he wears cruel garters! Horses
a man is over-lusty at legs, then he wears woodCorn. I'll answer that.
en nether stocks, Reg. My sister may receive it much more worse, Lear. What's he, that hath so much thy place nisTo have her gentleman abus'd, assaulted,
took, For following her affairs. -Pat in his legs — To thee ? (Kent is put in the stocks. "Kent
. It is both' he and she, Come, my good lord! away!
Your son and daughter. (Exeunt Regan and Cornwall. Lear. No. Glo. I am sorry for thee, friend ! 'tis the duke's Kent. Yes. pleasure,
Lear. No, I say! Whose disposition, all the world well knows, Kent.
Lear. By Jupiter, I swear, no!
They could not, would not do't; 'tis worse than
[Exit. To do upon respect such violent outrage: Kent.Good king, that'must approve the common saw! Resolve me, with all modest haste, which way Thou out of heaven's benediction com'st
Thou might'st deserve, or they impose, this usage,
Coming from us.
I did commend your highness' letters to them,
They snmmon’d up their meiny, straight took horse:
Commanded me to follow, and attend
(He sleeps, And meeting here the other messenger,
(Being the very fellow that of late Edg. I heard myself proclaim'd;
Display'd so saucily against your highness.) And, by the happy hollow of a tree,
Having more man, than wit about me, drew;
Your son and daughter found this trespass worth
Fool. Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese By
Fathers, that we'ar rags,
Do make their children blind;
But fathers, that bear bags,
Shall see their children kind. The country gives me proof and precedent
Fortune, that arrant whore,
Ne'er turns the key to the poor. –
Hysterica passio! down, thou
Kent. With the earl, sir, here within.
speak of? Lear. 'Tis strange, that they should so depart from Kent. None. home,
How chance the king
question, thou hadst well deserved it.
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comes with so small a trait?
Fool. An thou hadst been set i'the stocks for that
Fool. We'll set thee to school to an ant, to tach
thee there's no labouring in the winter. All', that I have to think so: if thou should'st not be glad,
[Points to his heart. would have none but knaves follow it, since a fool I can scarce speak to thee; thou'lt not believe, gives it.
Of how deprav'd a quality - Regan !
Reg. I pray you, sir, take patience! I have hope,
You less know how to value her desert,
Than she to scant her duty.
Lear. Say, how is that?
Reg. I cannot think, my sister in the least
Would fail her obligation: if, sir, perchance,
She have restrain’d the riots of your followers, The fool no knave, perdy.
'Tis on such ground, and to such wholesome end,
As clears her from all blame.
Lear. My curses on her!
Reg. O, sir, you are old;
Nature in you stands on the very verge
By some discretion, that discerns your state
That to our sister you do make return;
Say, you have wrong'd her, sir!
Lear. Ask her forgiveness?
Do you but mark how this becomes the house:
Deur duughter, I confess that I am old;
Age is unnecessary: on my knees I beg, (Kneeling.
Look'd black upon me; struck me with her tongue,
All the stor'd vengeances of heaven fall
You taking airs, with lameness !
Lear. You nimble lightnings, dart your blinding
You fen-suck'd fogs, drawn by the powerful sun,
So will you wish on me, when the rash mood's on.
Thy tender-hefted nature shall not give For the sound man. - - Death on my state! where- Thee.o'er to harshness; her eyes are fierce, but thine fore
(Looking on Kent. Do comfort, and not burn. 'Tis not in thee
To bandy hasty words, to scant my sizes,
Thy half o'the kingdom hast thou not forgot,
[Exit. Wherein I thee endow'd.
Lear. Who put my man i'the stocks? Fool. Cry to it, nuncle, as the cockney did to the Corn. What trumpet's that? eels, when she put them i’the paste alive; she rapp'd
Enter Steward. 'em o’the coxcombs with a stick, and cry'd, Down, Reg. I know't, my sister's: this approves her letter, wantons, down! 'Twas her brother, that, in pure That she would soon be here. - Is your lady come? kindness to his horse, buttered his hay.
Leur. This is a slave, whose easy-horrow'l pride
Out, varlet, from my sight!
Lear. Who stock'd my servant? Regan, I have