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consumption ;-Fie, fie, fie! pah; pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination: there's money for thee.
Glo. 0, let me kiss that hand!
Glo. O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world
Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny at me ? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid ; I'll not love.—Read thou this challenge ; mark but the penning
of it, i
Glo. Were all the letters suns, I could not see one.
Edg. I would not take this from report ;-it is,
Lear. O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your head, nor no money in your purse ? Your eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light : Yet you see how this
Glo. I see it feelingly.
Lear. What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yon' justice rails upon yon' fimple thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places ; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief ?- Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar?
Glo. Ay, fir.
Lear. And the creature run from the cur? There thou might'st behold the great image of authority: a dog's obey'd in office. Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand : Why dost thou lalh that whore ? Strip thine own back; Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind
For which thou whipp'st her. The usurer hangs the cozener.
Edg. O, matter and impertinency mix'd !
Lear. If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.
Glo. Alack, alack the day!
Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come
Enter a Gentleman, with Attendants.
Lear. No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even
Lear. No seconds ? All myself?
Gent. You are a royal one, and we obey you.
Lear. Then there's life in it. Nay, an you get it, you shall get it by running. Sa, fa, fa, fa.
[Exit, running; Attendants follow.
Edg. Hail, gentle fir.
Gent. Most sure, and vulgar: every one hears that,
But, by your favour,
Gent. Near, and on speedy foot; the main descry
I thank you, sir: that's all.
is mov'd on. Edg.
Well pray you, father.
Edg. A most poor man, made tame by fortune's blows;
Hearty thanks :
Now let thy friendly hand
[EDGAR opposes. Stew.
Wherefore, bold peasant,
Edg. Chill not let go, zir, without vurther 'casion.
Edg. Good gentleman, go your gait, and let poor volk pass. And ch'ud ha' been zwagger'd out of my life, ’twould not ha' been zo long as 'tis by a vortnight. Nay, come not near the old man; keep out, che vor'ye, or ise try whether your costard or my bat be the harder : Ch’ill be plain with you.
Stew. Out, dunghill !
Edg. Ch’ill pick your teeth, zir: Come; no matter vor your foins.
[They fight; and EDGAR knocks him down. Slew. Slave, thou hast nain me :---Villain, take my purse ;
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body;
Edg. I know thee well: A serviceable villain ;
What, is he dead ?
you down, father ; rest you... Let's see his pockets: these letters, that he speaks of, May be my friends.—He's dead; I am only forry He had no other death's-man.-Let us see Leave, gentle wax; and, manners, blame us not : To know our enemies' minds, we'd rip their hearts; Their papers, is more lawful.
[reads.] Let our reciprocal vows be remember'd. You bave many opportunities to cut him off: if your will want not, time and place will be fruitfully offered. There is nothing done, if he return the conqueror : Then am I the prisoner, and his bed my gaol; from the loath'd warmth whereof deliver me, and fupply the place for your labour.
Your wife, (so I would say,) and your affectionate servant,
Goneril. O undistinguish'd space of woman's will !A plot upon her virtuous husband's life; And the exchange, my brother!-Here, in the sands, Thee I'll rake up, the post unfanctified Of murderous lechers: and, in the mature time, With this ungracious paper strike the fight Of the death-practis'd duke : for him 'tis well, That of thy death and business I can tell.
[Exit EDGAR, dragging out the body. Glo. The king is mad: How stiff is my vile sense,