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Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GLOUCESTER, and | Most serpent-like, upon the very heart:-

All the stor’d vengeances of heaven fall

On her ingrateful top! Strike her young bones, LEAR. Good morrow to you


You taking airs, with lameness !
Hail to your grace! CORN.

Fie, sir, fie! [KENT is set at liberty. LEAR. You nimble lightnings, dart your blindReg. I am glad to see your highness.

ing flames LEAR. Regan, I think you are; I know what Into her scornful eyes! Infect her beauty,

You fen-suck'd fogs, drawn by the pow'rful sun, I have to think so: if thou shouldst not be glad, To fall and blast her pride ! I would divorce me from thy mother's * tomb,


O, the blest gods ! Sepulchring an adultress.-0, are you free ? So will you wish on me, when the rash mood is on.


LEAR. No, Regan, thou shalt never have my Some other time for that.—Beloved Regan,

curse ; Thy sister's naught: 0, Regan, she hath tied Thy tender-hefteda nature shall not give Sharp-tooth'd unkindness, like a vulture, here !-- Thee o'er to harshness ; her eyes are fierce, but [Points to his heart.

thine I can scarce speak to thee; thou'lt not believe, Do comfort, and not burn. "Tis not in thee With how deprav'd a quality–0 Regan !

To grudge my pleasures, to cut off my train, Reg. I pray you, sir, take patience: I have To bandy hasty words, to scant my sizes, hope,

And, in conclusion, to oppose the bolt You less know how to value her desert,

Against my coming in : thou better know'st Than she to scant her duty,

The offices of nature, bond of childhood, LEAR.

Say, how is that? Effects of courtesy, dues of gratitude ; Reg. I cannot think my sister in the least Thy half o'the kingdom hast thou not forgot, Would fail her obligation: if, sir, perchance, Wherein I thee endow'd. She have restrain'd the riots of your followers, REG.

Good sir, to the purpose. 'Tis on such ground, and to such wholesome end, LEAR. Who put my man i'the stocks ? As clears her from all blame.

[Trumpets without. LEAR. My curses on her!


What trumpet's that ? Reg.

0, sir, you are old; REG. I know't my sister's: this approves her Nature in you stands on the very verge

Of her confine: you should be ruld, and led That she would soon be here.-
By some discretion that discerns your state
Better than you yourself. Therefore, I pray you,

That to our sister you do make return;
Say you have wrong'd her, sir.


your lady come ? LEAR.

Ask her forgiveness? LEAR. This is a slave, whose easy-borrow'd Do you but mark how this becomes the house : (5)


Dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows.Dear daughter, I confess that I am old ;

Out, varlet, from my sight! Age is unnecessary: on my knees I beg, (Kneeling. CORN.

What means your grace ? That you'll vouchsafe me raiment, bed, and food. LEAR. Who stock'd my servant ? Regan, I

have good hope Reg. Good sir, no more; these are unsightly Thou didst not know on't. Who comes here? tricks :

O heavens,
Return you to my sister.
LEAR. [Rising. ] Never, Regan!

She hath abated me of half my train ;
Look'd black upon me; struck me with her | If you do love old men, if your sweet sway

Allowf obedience, if yourselves are old,

(*) First folio, Mother. (t) First folio omits, sir. * Say, how is that?] This and the next speech are not in the quartos.

You taking airs,-) To take, in old language, signified to blast, or infect with baneful influence. So in Act III. Sc. 4,“Bless thee from whirlwinds, star-blasting, and taking." e To fall and blast her pride !] The folio tamely reads,

“To fall and blister."

(*) First folio inserts, you. d Thy tender-hefted nature-] Tender-hefted is a very doubtfal expression; and “tender hested," the reading of the quartos, is not much less so: but we have not sufficient confidence in the substitution, “tender-hearted,” which Rowe and Pope adopt, to alter the ancient text.

@ - to scant my sizes,-] "Sizes " are allowances of provision. f Allow obedience,-) That is, approve obedience.



taries ;

Make it your cause; send down, and take my Must be content to think you old, and so

But she knows what she does. Art not asham'd to look upon this beard ?


Is this well spoken? [To Gon.

Reg. I dare avouch it, sir: what, fifty followers ? O, Regan, will you take her by the hand? Is it not well ? What should you need of more? Gon. Why not by the hand, sir ? How have Yea, or so many, sith that both charge and danger I offended ?

Speak 'gainst so great a number? How, in one All's not offence, that indiscretion finds

house, And dotage terms so.


many people, under two commands, LEAR.

O, sides, you are too tough! Hold amity ? 'Tis hard ; almost impossible. Will you yet hold ?—How came my man i’ the Gon. Why might not you, my lord, receive stocks?


attendance CORN. I set him there, sir: but his own From those that she calls servants, or from mine? Desery'd much less advancement.

REG. Why not, my lord ? If then they LEAR.

You ! did you ?

chane'd to slack ye, REG. I pray you, father, being weak, seem so. We could control them. If


will come to me, If, till the expiration of your month,

(For now I spy a danger) I entreat you
You will return and sojourn with my sister, To bring but five and twenty; to no more
Dismissing half your train, come then to me ; Will I give place or notice.
I am now from home, and out of that provision LEAR. I gave you all-
Which shall be needful for your entertainment. REG.

And in good time you gave it.
LEAR. Return to her, and fifty men dismiss'd ! LEAR.—Made you my guardians, my deposi-
No, rather I abjure all roofs, and choose
To wage against the enmity o'the air ;

But kept a reservation to be followed To be a comrade with the wolf and owl,— With such a number. What, must I come to you Necessity's sharp pinch!?—Return with her! With five and twenty? Regan, said you so ? Why, the hot-blooded France, that dowerless took Reg. And speak 't again, my lord ; no more Our youngest born, I could as well be brought To knee his throne, and, squire-like, pension beg LEAR. Those wicked creatures yet do look To keep base life afoot.— Return with her!

well-favour'd, Persuade me rather to be slave and sumpter When others are more wicked; not being the To this detested groom. [Pointing to OswALD.

worst Gon. At your choice, sir.

Stands in some rank of praise.—I'll go with thee; LEAR. I prythee, daughter, do not make me

[To GONERIL. mad :

Thy fifty yet doth double five and twenty,
I will not trouble thee, my child ; farewell : And thou art twice her love.
We'll no more meet, no more see one another:- Gon.

Hear me, my lord ;
But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter; What need you five and twenty, ten, or five,
Or rather a disease that's in my flesh,

To follow in a house, where twice so many
Which I must needs call mine: thou art a boil, Have a command to tend you ?
A plague-sore, an* embossed carbuncle,


What need one ? In my corrupted blood. But I'll not chide thee; LEAR. O, reason not the need : our basest Let shame come when it will, I do not call it :

beggars I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot,

Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure: Man’s life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady; I can be patient; I can stay with Regan,

If only to go warm were gorgeous, I and my hundred knights.

Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, REG.

Not altogether so: Which scarcely keeps thee warm.—But, for true I look’d not for you yet, nor am provided

need, For your fit welcome. Give ear, sir, to my sister; You heavens, give me that patience, patience I For those that mingle reason with your passion,

need !!

with me.

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You see me here, you gods, a poor old man,

CORN. Follow'd the old man forth :-ne is As full of grief as age; wretched in both !

If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts
Against their father. fool me not so much
To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger,

And let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks !-No, you unnatural hags, Glo. The king is in high rage.
I will have such revenges on you both,


Whither is he going ? That all the world shall-I will do such things- Glo. He calls to horse ;* but will I know not What they are, yet I know not;—but they shall be

whither. The terrors of the earth.

You think, I'll


Corn. 'Tis best to give him way; he leads No, I'll not weep :

himself. I have full cause of weeping; but this heart Gon. My lord, entreat him by no means to stay. Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws,

Glo. Alack, the night comes on, and the Or ere I'll weep.—0, fool, I shall go

mad !

bleak * winds
[Exeunt LEAR, GLOUCESTER, Kent, and Do sorely ruffle ; for many miles about

Fool.–Storm heard at a distance. There's scarce a bush.
Corn. Let us withdraw, 't will be a storm.


0, sir, to wilful men, Reg. This house is little ; the old man and his The injuries that they themselves procure people

Must be their schoolmasters. Shut up your doors: Cannot be well bestow’d.

[rest, He is attended with a desperate train ; Gon. 'Tis his own blame hath put himself from And what they may incense him to, being apt And must needs taste his folly.

To have his ear abus'd, wisdom bids fear. Reg. For his particular, I'll receive him gladly, CORN. Shut up your doors, my lord ; 't is a But not one follower.

wild night; Gon.

So am I purpos'd, - | My Regan counsels well: come out o'the storm. Where is my lord of Gloster ?


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A storm, with thunder and lightning. Enter

KENT and a Gentleman, meeting.

KENT. Who's there, besides foul weather ? GENT. One minded like the weather, most un

quietly. KENT. I know you. Where's the king ? GENT. Contending with the fretful elements ; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main, That things might change or cease ; b tears his

white hair, Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage, Catch in their fury, and make nothing of ; Strives in his little world of man to out-scorn The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. [couch, This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would

The lion and the belly-pinched wolf
Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,
And bids what will take all.

But who is with him ? GENT. None but the fool; who labours to

out-jest His heart-struck injuries. KENT.

Sir, I do know you, And dare, upon the warrant of my note, Commend a dear thing to you.

There is division, Although as yet the face of it be * cover'd With mutual cunning,—'twixt Albany and Corn

wall ;

Who have (as who have not,o that their great stars Thron’d and set high ? ) servants, who seem no


a Or swell the curled waters'bove the main,-) That is, the main land.

b That things might change or cease ;] The remainder of this speech is omitted in the folio.


(*) First folio, is. c Who have (as who have not, &c.] This and the seven sollowing lines are omitted in the quartos, and the remainder of the speech commencing, " But, true it is,” is left out of the folio.

G 2

credit you If on my

nor fools.

spout, rain!

Which are to France the spies and speculations You sulphurous and thought-executing fires, Intelligent of our state ; what hath been seen, Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunder-bolts, Either in snuffs and packings of the dukes ; Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking Or the hard rein which both of them have borne

thunder, Against the old kind king; or something deeper, Strike flat the thick rotundity o’the world! Whereof, perchance, these are but furnishings ; Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once, But, true it is, from France there comes a power That make ingrateful man ! Into this scatter'd kingdom; who already,

Fool. O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry Wise in our negligence, have secret feet

house is better than this rain-water out o'door. In some of our best ports, and are at point Good nuncle, in, and t ask thy daughters' To show their open banner. -Now to you ; blessing ; here's a night pities neither wise men

dare build so far To make your speed to Dover, you shall find

LEAR. Rumble thy bellyfull! Spit, fire ! Some that will thank you, making just report Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow

Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : The king hath cause to plain.

I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I am a gentleman of blood and breeding; I never gave you kingdom, call’d you children, And, from some knowledge and assurance, offer You owe me no subscription; then let fall This office to you.

Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, GENT. I will talk further with


A poor, infirm, weak, and despis’d old man :KENT.

No, do not. But yet I call you servile ministers, For confirmation that I am much more

That have with two pernicious daughters join'de Than my out-wall

, open this purse, and take Your high-engender'd battles 'gainst a head What it contains. If

you shall see Cordelia, So old and white as this. 0!0! 't is foul ! (As fear not but you shall) show her this ring; Fool. He that has a house to put's head in, And she will tell

* fellow is

has a good head-piece.
That yet you do not know.-Fie on this storm!
I will go seek the king.

The cod-piece that will house,
GENT. Give me

Before the head has any,
hand : have

you no more
to say ?

The head and he shall louse ;KENT. Few words, but, to effect, more than all

So beggars marry many.

The man that makes his toe yet,That, when we have found the king, (in which

What he his heart should make,

Shall of a corn cry woe, your pain That way, I'll this) he that first lights on him

And turn his sleep to wake. Holla the other.

[Exeunt severally.

-For there was never yet fair woman, but she made mouths in a glass.

LEAR. No, I will be the pattern of all patience;

I will say nothing.
SCENE II.-Another part of the Heath. Storm

Enter LEAR and Fool.

Enter KENT.
LEAR. Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks ! KENT. Who's there?
rage! blow!

Fool. Marry, here's grace and a cod-piece; You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout

that's a wise man and a fool.

[night, Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd + KENT. Alas, sir, are you here? things that love the cocks !

Love not such nights as these ; the wrathful skies

(*) First folio, that.

(t) First folio, drown. Which are to France the spies and speculations

Intelligent of our state ;) Por "speculations" we should perhaps read speculators, which formerly meant watchers, overlookers, observers, &c. Johnson proposed speculators, and Mr. Singer found the correction in a marginal note of his copy of the second folio.

b Either in snuffs and packings of the dukes ;] "Snuffs ” mean petty dissentions, liffs: and “packings" signify plats, intrigues, 6 - furnishings;-] That is, according to Steevens, samples: but

(*) First folio, of.

(t) First folio omits, and. the illustration he cites from the Epistle prefixed to Greene's “Groats-worth of Witte,"_"For to lend the world a furnish of witte, she lays her owne to pawne,"

"-is not conclusive. d - court holy-water-) Glozing speeches. Florio translates, Dare l'allodola, "To cog, to foist, to fatter, to give one Court-hollie water," &c.: and Maniellizzare, "To court one with faire words or give court-holy-water."

* That have with two pernicious daughters join'd-) The folio reads,

“That will with two pernicious daughters join," &c.


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