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Enter Kent, Glofter, and Edmund the Bafnit!.
Thougbt the King had more affected the
Glo. It did always sem fo to us: But now in the Divifion of the Kingdom, it appears not which of the Dukes he values moft; for
qualities are to weigh'd, that curiolity in neither, can make choice of either's moiety.
Kent. Is not this your Son, my Lord?
Glo. His breeding, Sir, hath been at my charge. I have so often blush'd to acknowledge him, that now I am braz'd to't.
Kent. I cannot conceive you.
Glo. Sir, this young Fellow's Mother could; where pon The grew round womb'd, and had indeed, Sir, a Son for her Cradle, e'er she had a Husband for her Bed. Do you imell a Fault?
Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the Issue of it be ing to proper.
Gla. But I have a Son, Sir, by order of Law, fome Year elder than this; who, yet is no dearer in my Account, though this Knave came somewhat sawcily to the World before he was sent for: Yet was his Mother fair, there was good sport at his making, and the whorson must be acknowledged. Do you know this Nobleman, Edmund?
Baft. No, my Lord.
Glo. My Lord of Kent;
Baft. My services to your Lordship.
Glo. He hath been our nine Years, and away he shall 2. gain. The King is coming. Enter King Lear, Cornwall, Albany, Gonerill, Regan, Cor
delia, and Attendants. Laer. Attend the Lords of France and Burgundy, Gloster. Glo I shall, my Lord.
[Exit. Laer. Mean time we shall express our darker purpose. Give me the Map here. Know, that we have divided Into three, our Kingdom; ard 'is our fast intent, To shake all cares and businefs from our Age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburthen'd crawl toward Death. Our Sön of Cornwall, And you our no lefs loving Son of Albany, We have this hour a constant will to publish Our Daughters several Dowers, that future strife May be preverted now. The Princes, France and Burgundy, Great Rivals in our younger Daughter's Love, Long in our Court, have made their amorous lojourn, And here are to be answer'd. Tell me, my Daughters, Since now we will divest us both of Rule, Interest of Territory, Cares of State, Which of you shall we say doth love us most; That we, our largest bounty may extend Where Nature doth with merit challenge. Gonerill, Our eldest born, speak first,
Gon, Sir, I love you more than word can wield the matter, Dearer than Eye-light, space, and liberty, Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare, No less than Life, with Grace, Health, Beauty, Honour:
As much as Child e'er lov'd, or Father found.
Cor. What shall Cordelia speak? Love, and be filent.
Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this Line, to this,
Reg. I am made of that self-metal as my sister,
Which the most precious square of sense professes,
Cor. Then, poor Cordelia!
Laer. To thee, and thine, hereditary ever,
Cor. Nothing, my Lord.
Cord. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
Lear. How, how, Cordelia? Mend your fpesch a little,
Cor. Good, my Lord,
Why have my Sisters Husbands, if they say
Lear. Let it be fo, che Truth then be thy dowre:
Kent. Good my Liege
Lear. Peace, Kent ! Come not between the Dragon and his Wrath; I lov'd her most, and thought to fet my rest On her kind Nursery. Hence, and avoid my fight !---[To Crr. So be my Grave my Peace, as here I give Her Father's Heart from her; call France; who ftirs? Call Burgundy Cornwall, and Albany, With my two Daughters Dowres, digelt the third, Let Pride, which the calls Plainness, marry her: I do invest you jointly with my Power, Preheminence, and all the large Effe&s That troop with Majesly. Our felf by monthly course With reservation of an hundred Knight, By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode Make with you by due turn, only we shall retain The Name, and all th' addition to a King: the Sway, Revenue, Execution of the rest, Beloved Sons, be yours, which to confirm, This Coronet part between you.
Kent. Royal Lear,
Lear. The Bow is bent and drawn, make from the Shafc.
Kent. Ler it fall rather, though the fork invade The region of my Heart; be Kent unmannerly, When Leer is mad; what would it thou do, old Man? Think'st thou that Duty shall have dread to speak, When Power to Flattery bows? To plainness Honour's bound, When Majesty falls to Folly ; reserve thy State, And in thy belt confideration, check This hideous rafhveis; answer my Life, my Judgment, Thy youngest Daughter do's not love thee leait, Nor are those empty hearted, whose low founds Reverb no hollowness.
Lear, Kent, on thy Life no more.
Kent. My Life I never held but as a pawn
Lear. Out of my fight !
Kent. See better, Lear, and let me ftill remain The true Blank of thine Eye.
Lear. Now by Apollo
Kent, Now by Apollo ; King,
Laer. O Vaflal! Miscreant !--- [Laying his Hand on his Sword,
Kent. Kill thy Physician, and thy Fee bestow
Lear. Hear me Recreant, on thine Allegiance hear me ;