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[T. Goneril. Lear. Ay, boy!
That these hot tears, which break from me perforce, Fool. Then, I pr’ythee, be merry! thy vit shall
Should make thee worth them.- Blasts and fogs upon not go slip-shod.

Lear. Ha, ha, ha!
The untented woundings of a father's curse Fool. Shalt see, thy other daughter will use thee
Pierce every sense about thee!- Old fond eyes, kindly: for though she's as like this as a crab is like
Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck you out; an apple, yet I can tell what I can tell.
And cast you, with the waters that you lose, Lear. Why, what canst thou tell, my boy?
To temper clay. - Ha! is it come to this?

Fool. She will taste as like this, as a crab does to
Let it be so ! - Yet have I left a danghter, a crab. Thou canst tell, why one's nose stunds i’the
Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable;

middle of his face?
When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails Lear. No.
She'll flay thy wolfish visage. Thou shalt find, Fool. Why, to keep his eyes on either side his
That I'll resume the shape which thou dost think nose; that what a man cannot smell out, he may spy
I have cast off for ever; thou shalt, I warrant thee ! into.
(Exeunt Lear, Kent, and Attendants.

Lear. I did her wrong:-
Gon. Do you mark that, my lord ?

Fool. Can'st tell how an oyster makes his shell?
Alb. I cannot be so partial, Goneril,

Lear. No.
To the great love I bear you,

Fool. Nor I neither : but I can tell why a snail has
Gon. Pray you, content ! - What, Oswald, ho! a house.
You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master. Lear. Why?

[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!
A fox, when one has caught her,

Be my horses ready?
And such a daughter,

Fool. Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason
Should sure to the slaughter,

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-
At point, a hundred knights. Yes, that on every gratitude!

Fool. If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have thee
Each buz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike, beaten for being old before thy time.
He may enguard his dotage with their powers, Lear. How's that?
And hold our lives in mercy. Oswald, I say ! Fool. Thou should'st not have been old, before thou
Alh. Well, you may fear too far,

hadst been wise.
Gon. Safer than trust:

Lear. O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven!
Let me still take away the harms I fear,

Keep me in temper: I would not be mad!-
Nor fear still to be taken. I know his heart:

Enter Gentleman.
What he hath utter'd, I have writ my sister;
If she sustain him and his hundred knights,

How now! Are the horses ready?
When I have show'd the unfitness - How now,Oswald? rent. Ready, my lord!

Lear. Come, boy!
Enter Steward.

Fool. She that is maid now, and laughs at my
What, have you writ that letter to my sister?

Stew. Ay, madam!
Gon. Take you some company,


Shall not be a maid long, unless things he cut

shorter. Inform her full of my particular fear;

Áud thereto add such reasons of your own,
As may compact it more. Get you gone;

Аст II.
And hasten your return. (Exit Stew.] No, no, my SCENE I. - A court within the castle of the Eurl

This milky gentleness, and course of yours,

of Gloster.

Enter Edmund and Curan, meeting.
Though I condemn it not, yet, under pardon,
You are much more attask'd for want of wisdom, Edm. Save thee, Curan!
Than prais'd for harmful mildness.

Cur. And you, sir! I have been with your father;
115. How far your eyes may pierce, I cannot tell; and given him notice, that the duke of Cornwall,
Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. and Regan his dutchess, will be here with him to-night.
Gon. Nay, then-

Edm. How comes that?
Alb. Well, well! the event!

(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.

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Brother, a word! - descend ! - Brother, I say!

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Enter Edgar.

Ilark, the duke's trumpets! I know not why ke
My father watches:- 0 sir, fly this place!
Intelligence is given where yon are hid;

All ports I'll bar; the villain shall not 'scape;
You have now the good advantage of the night :-

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

In cupning I must draw my sword upon you :-
Draw! Seem to defend yourself! Now quit you well! Which can pursue the offender. How dost, my lord?

Reg. If it be true, all vengeance comes too shorta
Yield !- come before my father!--Light, ho, here !-
Fly, brother! - Torches ! torches! - So, farewell !-

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 !-
Glo. Now, Edmund, where's the villain ?

Edm. Yes, madam, he was.
Edm. Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sword out, Reg. 'No marvel then, though he were ill affected;
Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the moon 'Tis they have put him on the old man's death,
To stand his auspicious mistress :

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



By no means,
- what?

A child-like office.
Edm. Persuade me to the murder of your lordship; Edm. 'Twas my duty, sir!
But that I told him, the revenging gods

Glo. He did bewray his practice; and receir'd
'Gainst parricides did all their thunders bend; This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him.
Spoke, with how manifold and strong a bond Corn. Is he pursued?
The child was bound to the father; — sir, in fine, Glo. Ay, my good lord, he is.
Seeing how loathly opposite I stood

Corn. If he be taken, he shall never more
To his unnatural purpose, in fell motion,

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,
Thou unpossessing bastard! dost thou think,

Which craves the instant use.
If I would stand against theo, would the reposal Glo. I serve you, madam!
of any trust, virtue, or worth, in thea
Make thy words faith'd? No: what I should deny,

Your graces are right welcome!
(As this I would ; ay, though thou didst produce
My very character,) I'd turn it all

SCENE II. – Before Gloster's castle


Enter Kent and Steward, severully.
To thy suggestion, plot, and damned practice:
And ihou must make a dullard of the world,

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!

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That in the natures of their lords rebels ;
Stew. Why, then I care not for thee.

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,
Stew. Why dost thou use methus ? I know thee not. As knowing nought, like dogs, but following.--
Kent. Fellow, I know thee!

A plague upon your epileptic visage!
Stew. What dost thou know me for?

Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool ?
Kent. A knave; a rascal, an eater of broken meats ; Goose, if I had you upon Sarum plain,
a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hun- I'd drive ye cackling home to Camelot!
dred-pound, filthy worsted-stocking knave; a lily- Corn. What, art thon mad, old fellow?
liver'd, action-taking knave; a whorson, glass- Glo. How fell you out?
gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue; one-trunk- Say that!
inheriting slave; one that would'st be a bawd, in Kent. No contraries hold more antipathy,
way of good service, and art nothing but the com- Than I and such a knave.
position of a knave, beggar, coward, pander, and the Corn. Why dost thou call him knave? What's his
son and heir of a mongrel bitch: one whom I will offence?
beat into clamorous whining, if thou deniest the Kent. His countenance likes me not.
least syllable of thy addition !

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.
Stew. Away! I have nothing to do with thee ! These kind of kraves I know, which in this plainness
Kent. Draw, you rascal! you come with letters a- Harbour more craft, and more corrupter ends,
gainst the king; and take vanity the puppet's part, Than twenty silly ducking observants,
against the royalty of her father! Draw, you rogue! That stretch their duties nicely:
or I'll so carbonado your shanks :-draw, you rascal! Kent. Sir, in good sooth, in sincere verity,
come your ways !

Under the allowance of your grand aspect,
Stew. Help, ho! murder! help!

Whose influence, like the wreath of radiant fire
Kent.Strike, you slave! stand, rogue, stand ! you neat On flickering Phoebus' front,
slave, strike!

(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;
Edm. How now? What's the matter? Part! which, for my part, I will not be, though I should
Kent. With you, goodman boy, if you please; come, win your displeasure to entreat me to it,
I'll flesh you! come on, young master!

Corn. What was the offence you gave him?
Glo. Weapons! arms! What's the matter here?

Stew. Never any.
Corn. Keep peace, upon your lives!

It pleas'd the king his master, very late,
He dies, that strikes again! What is the matter? To strike at me, upon his misconstruction;
Reg. The messengers from our sister and the king. When he, conjunct, aud flattering his displeasure,
Corn. What is your difference? speak!

Tripp'd me behind; being down, insulted, rail'd,
Stew. I am scarce in breath, my lord !

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. Thou art a strange fellow;a tailor make aman? Drew on me here.
Kent. Ay, a tailor, sir! a stone-catter, or a pain- Kent. None of these rogues, and cowards,
ter, could not have made him so ill; though they But Ajax is their fool.
had been but two hours at the trade.

Corn. Fetch forth the stocks, ho!
Corn. Speak yet, how grew your quarrel? You stubborn ancient knave, you reverend braggart,
Stew. This ancient ruffian, sir, whose life I have We'll teach you-

Kent. Sir, I am too old to learn;
At suit of his

beard, -

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 !

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Glo. Let me beseech your grace not to do so : Kent. Hail to thee, noble master !
His fault is much, and the good king his master. Lear. How!
Will check him fort; your purpos’d low correction Mak’st thou this shame thy pastime?
Is such, as basest and contemned'st wretches, Kent. No, my lord!
For pilferings and most common trespasses,

Fool. Ha, ha! look! he wears cruel garters! Horses
Are punish'd with; the king must take it ill, are tied by the heads; dogs, and bears, by the neck;
That he's so slightly valued in his messenger, monkies by the loins, and men by the legs: when
Should have him thus restrain'd.

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.

say, yea!
Will not be rubb’d, nor stopp'd : I'll entreat for thee. Lear. No, no! they would not.
Kent. Pray, do not, sir! I have watch'd, and travelld Kent. Yes, they have!

Lear. By Jupiter, I swear, no!
Some time I shall sleep out, the rest I'll whistle. Kent. By Jano, I swear, ay!
A good man's fortune may grow out at heels: Lear. They durst not do't;
Give you good morrow !

They could not, would not do't; 'tis worse than
Glo. The duke's to blame in this; 'twill be ill taken. murder,

[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,
To the warm sun !

Coming from us.
Approach, thou beacon to this under globe, Kent. My lord, when at their home
That by the comfortable beams I may

I did commend your highness' letters to them,
Peruse this letter! – Nothing almost sees miracles, Ere I was risen from the place that showd
But misery; -- I know, 'tis from Cordelia ; My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post

Who hath most fortunately been inform'd Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth
Of my obscur'd course; and shall find time From Goneril his mistress, salutations;
From this enormous state, -seeking to give Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission,
Losses their remedies. — All weary and o'erwatch'd, Which presently they read: on whose contents,
Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold

They snmmon’d up their meiny, straight took horse:
This shameful lodging.

Commanded me to follow, and attend
Fortune, good night! smile once more ! turn thy wheel! The leisure of their answer; gave me cold looks:

(He sleeps, And meeting here the other messenger,
SCENE III. - A part of the heath. Whose welcome, 5 perceiv’d, had poison'd mine,
Enter Edgar.

(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;
Escap'd the hunt. No port is free; no place, He rais'd the house with loud and coward cries:
That guard, and most unusual vigilance,

Your son and daughter found this trespass worth
Does not attend my taking. While I may 'scape, The shame which here it suffers.
I will preserve myself: and am bethought

Fool. Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese By
To take the basest and most poorest shape,
That ever penury, in contempt of man,
Brought near to beast: my face I'll prime with filth;

Fathers, that we'ar rags,

Do make their children blind;
Blanket my loias; elf all my hair in knots,
And with presented nakedness out-face

But fathers, that bear bags,
The winds, and persecutions of the sky.

Shall see their children kind. The country gives me proof and precedent

Fortune, that arrant whore,
Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices,

Ne'er turns the key to the poor. –
Strike in their numb'd and mortified bare arms But for all this, tliou shalt hare as many
Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary; thy daughters, as thou canst tell in a year.
And with this horrible object, from low farms, Lear. O, how this mother swells up toward my heart!
Poor sheep
Sometime with lunatic hans, sometime with prayers, Thy elements below!*". Where is this daughter?

Hysterica passio! down, thou
Enforce their charity.-Poor Turly good! poor Tom !


Kent. With the earl, sir, here within.
That's something yet; -Edgar I nothing am. [Exit. Lear. Follow me not !

Stay here!
SCENE IV. - Before Gloster's castle. Gent. Made you no more offence, than what you
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speak of? Lear. 'Tis strange, that they should so depart from Kent. None. home,

How chance the king
And not send back my messenger.
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follow their noses, are led by their eyes, but blind I would divorce me from thy mother's tomb,
men; and there's not a nose among twenty, but can Sepulch’ring an adultress. -0, are you free?
smell him that's stinking. Let go thy hold, when a

(To Kent.
great wheel runs down a hill, lest it break thy neck Some other time for that. — Beloved Regan,
with following it; but the great one that goes up Thy sister's naught. O Regan, she hath tied
the hill, let him draw thee after. When a wise man Sharp-tooth'd unkindness, like a vulture, here, -
gives thee better counsel, give me mine again: I

[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 !
That, sir, which serves and seeks for gain,

Reg. I pray you, sir, take patience! I have hope,
And follows but for form,

You less know how to value her desert,

Than she to scant her duty.
Will pack, when it begins to rain,
And leave thee in the storm.

Lear. Say, how is that?
But I will tarry; the fool will stay,

Reg. I cannot think, my sister in the least
And let the wise man fly:

Would fail her obligation: if, sir, perchance,
The knave turns fool, that runs away;

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.
Kent. Where learn'd you this, fool ?

Lear. My curses on her!
Fool. Not i'the stocks, fool!

Reg. O, sir, you are old;
Re-enter LEAR, with Gloster.

Nature in you stands on the very verge
Lear. Deny to speak with me? They are sick? Of her confine: you should be rol'd, and led
they are weary?

By some discretion, that discerns your state
They have traveli'd hard to-night? Mere fetches ! Better, than you yourself: therefore, I pray you,
The images of revolt and flying off!

That to our sister you do make return;
Fetch me a better answer!

Say, you have wrong'd her, sir!
Glo. My dear lord !

Lear. Ask her forgiveness?
You know the fiery quality of the duke;

Do you but mark how this becomes the house:
How unremovable and fix'd he is

Deur duughter, I confess that I am old;
In his own course.

Age is unnecessary: on my knees I beg, (Kneeling.
Lear. Vengeance! plague! death! confusion ! That you'll vouchsafe me ruiment, bed, and food!
Fiery! what quality? Why, Gloster, Gloster, Reg. Good sir, no more! these are unsightly tricks:
I'd speak with the duke of Cornwall, and his wife! Return you to my sister!
Glo. Well, my good lord, I have inform’d them so. Lear. Never, Regan!
Lear.Inform’d them! Dost thou understand me, man? She hath abated me of half my train ;
Glo. Ay, my good lord !

Look'd black upon me; struck me with her tongue,
Lear. The king would speak with Cornwall; the Most serpent-like, upon the very heart! -
dear father

All the stor'd vengeances of heaven fall
Would with his daughter speak, commands her On her ingrateful top! Strike her young bones,

You taking airs, with lameness !
Are they inform'd of this ? My breath and Corn. Fye, fye, fye!
blood! -

Lear. You nimble lightnings, dart your blinding
Fiery? the fiery duke? - Tell the hot duke, that flames
No, but not yet : — may be, he is not well: Into her scornful eyes! Infect her beauty,
Infirmity doth still neglect all office,

You fen-suck'd fogs, drawn by the powerful sun,
Whereto our health is bound; we are not ourselves, To fall and blast her pride!
When nature, being oppress'd commands the miod Reg. O the blest gods!
To suffer with the body. I'll forbear;

So will you wish on me, when the rash mood's on.
And am fallen out with my more headier will, Lear. No, Regan, thou shalt never have my curse;
To take the indispos'd and sickly fit

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
Should he sit here? This act persuades me, To grudge my pleasures, to cut off my train,
That this remotion of the duke and her

To bandy hasty words, to scant my sizes,
Is practice only. Give me my servant forth! And, in conclusion, to oppose the bolt
Go, tell the duke and his wife, I'd speak with them, Against my coming in: thou better know'st
Now, presently! bid them come forth and hear me, The offices of nature, bond of childhood,
Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum, Effects of courtesy, dues of gratitude ;
Till it cry - Sleep to death!

Thy half o'the kingdom hast thou not forgot,
Glo. I'd have all well betwixt yon.

[Exit. Wherein I thee endow'd.
Lear. O me, my heart, my rising heart ! — bat, Reg. Good sir, to the purpose! [Trumpets within.

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
Enter CORNWALL, Regan, Gloster, and Servants. Dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows:-
Lear. Good morrow to you both!

Out, varlet, from my sight!
Corn. Hail to your grace! [Kent is set at liberty. Corn. What means your grace?
Reg. I am glad to see your highness.

Lear. Who stock'd my servant? Regan, I have
Lear. Regan, I think you are; I know what reason good hope

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