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Corn. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer 1 Sery. I'll never care what wickedness I do, that.

If this man comes to good. Glo. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand the 2 Serv.

If she live long,

And, in the end, meet the old course of death, Reg. Wherefore to Dover?

Women will all turn monsters. Glo. Because I would not see thy cruel nails 1 Serv. Let's follow the old earl, and get the Pluck out his poor old eyes ; nor thy fierce sister

Bedlam In his anointed desb stick boarish fangs.

To lead him where he would; his roguish madness The sea, with such a storm as his bare head Allows itself to any thing. In hell-black night endur'd, would have buoy'd up, 2 Serv. Go thou ; I'll fetch some flax, and whites And quench'd the stelledt fires: yet, poor old beart, He holp the heavens to rain.

To apply to his bleeding face. Now, heaven help If wolves bad at thy gate howl'd that stern time,


(Exeunt severally. Thou should'st have said, Good porter, turn the key; All cruels else subscrib'd:2_But I shall see The winged vengeance overtake such children. Corn. See it shalt thou never :-Fellows, hold the chair:

ACT IV. Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.

SCENE I.-The heath. Enter Edgar. (Gloster is held down in the chair, while Corn

wall plucks out one of his eyes, and sets Edg. Yet better thus, and known to be conhis foot on it.

temad, Glo. He, that will think to live till he be old, Than still contemn'd and flatter'd.6 To be worst, Give me some help :-0 cruel ! O ye gods ! The lowest, and most dejected thing of fortune,

Reg. One side will mock another; the other too. Stands still in esperance,? lives not in fear :
Corn. If you see vengeance, -

The lamentable change is from the best;

Hold your hand, my lord. The worst returns to laughter. Welcome then, I have serv'd you ever since I was a child; Thou unsubstantial air, that I embrace ! But better service have I never done you,

The wretch, that thou hast blown unto the worst, Than now to bid you hold.

Owes nothing to ty blasts. — But who comes Reg. How now, you dog?

here? Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin, I'd shake it on this quarrel : What do you mean?

Enter Gloster, led by an Old Man. Corn. My villain! (Draws, and runs at him. My father, poorly led ?-World, world, O world! Serv. Nay, then come on, and take the chance But that thy strange mutations make us bate thee,

Life would not yield to age. [Draws. They fight. Cornwall is wounded. Old Man. O my good lord, I have been your Reg. Give me thy sword.—[ To another Servant.] tenant, and your father's tenant, these fourscore A peasant stand up thus !

years. (Snatches a sword, comes behind, and stabs him. Gle. Away, getthee away; good friend, be gone Serv. O, I am slain !-My lord, you have one Thy comforts can do me no good at all,

Thee they may hirt. To see some mischief on him :-0! [Dies. Old Man. Alack, sir, you cannot see your way. Corn. Lest it see more, prevent it:-Out, vile Glo. I have no way, and therefore want no eyes; jelly !

I stumbled when I saw : Full oft 'tis seen, Where is thy lustre now?

Our mean secures us ; and our mere defects (Tears out Gloster's other eye, and throws | Prove our commodities.-Ah, dear son Edgar, it on the ground.

The food of thy abused father's wrath! Glo. All dark and comfortless.—Where's my||Might I but live to see thee in my touch, son Edmund ?

I'd say, I had eyes again! Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature,

Old Man.

How now? Who's there? To quit this horrid act.

Edg. (Aside.] O gods! Who is't can say, I am Reg. Out, treacherous villain !

at the worst? Thou call'st on him that hates thee : it was he I am worse than e'er I was. That made the overture4 of thy treasons to us ; Old Man.

'Tis poor mad Tom. Who is too good to pity thee.

Edg. (Aside.) And worse I may be yet: The Glo. O my follies!

worst is not, Then Edgar was abus'd.

So long as we can say, This is the worst.
Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him! Old Man. Fellow, where goest?
Reg. Go, thrust him out atgates, and let him smell Glo.

Is it a beggar-man? His way to Dover. -How is't, my lord? How look Old Man. Madman and beggar too.

Glo. He has some reason, else he could not beg. Corn. I have receiv'd a burt: - Follow me, I'the last night's storm I such a fellow saw; lady.

Which made me think a man a worm: My son
Turn out that eyeless villain ;-throw this slave Came then into my mind; and yet my mind
Upon the dunghill.---Regan, I bleed apace : Was then scarce friends with him: I have heard
Untimely comes this hurt: Give me your arm.

more since :
(Exit Cornwall, led by Regan ;-Servants As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods;

unbind Gloster, and lead him out. They kill us for their sport. (1) Starred.

(6) i. e. It is better to be thus contemned and (2) Yielded, submitted to the necessity of the know it, than to be flattered by those who secretly occasion.

contemn us. (3) Requite. (4) Laid open. (5) Madman. (7) In hope. (8) Changes.

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How should this be?- || When I inform'd him, then he call'd me sot; Bad is the trade must play the fool to sorrow, And told me, I had turn'd the wrong side out:Ang'ring itself and others. (Aside.]— Bless thee, What most he should disiike, seems pleasant to him; master!

What like, offensive. Glo. Is that the naked fellow?


Then shall you go no further. Old Man. Ay, my lord.

(To Edmund. Glo. Then, pr’ythee, get thee gone: If, for my | It is the cowish terror of his spirit, sake,

That dares not undertake : he'll not feel wrongs, 'Thou wilt o'ertake us, hence a mile or twain, Which tie him to an answer : Our wishes, on the I'the way to Dover, do it for ancient love; And bring some covering for this naked soul, May prove effects. 3 Back, Edmund, to my brother; Whom I'll entreat to lead me.

Hasten his musters, and conduct his powers : Old Man.

Alack, sir, he's mad. I must change arms at home, and give the distaff Glo. 'Tis the time's plague, when madmen lead | Into my husband's bands. This trusty servant the blind.

Shall pass between us: ere long you are like to hear, Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure ;

dare venture in your own behalf, Above the rest, be gone.

A mistress's command. 'Wear this ; spare speech; Old Man. I'll bring him the best 'parel that I

(Giving a favour. have,

Decline your head: this kiss, if it durst speak, Come on't what will.

[Exit. Would stretch thy spirits up into the air ;-Glo. Sirrah, naked fellow.

Conceive, and fare thee well. Edg. Poor Tom's a-cold—I cannot daub' it fur- Edm. Yours in the ranks of death. ther. (Aside. Gon.

My most dear Gloster! Glo. Come hither, fellow.

[Exit Edmund Edy. [Aside.) And yet I must.–Bless thy sweet | O, the difference of man, and man! To thee eyes, they bleed.

A woman's services are due; my fool Glo. Know'st thou the way to Dover? Usurps my bed.

Edg. Both stile and gate, horse-way, and foot- Stew. Madam, here comes my lord. path. Poor Tom hath been scared out of his good

(Exit Steward. wits: Bless the good man from the foul fiend! Five fiends have been in poor Tom at once; of lust,

Enter Albany. as Obidicut; Hobbididance, prince of dumbness ;

Gon. I have been worth the whistle.4 Mahu, of stealing; Modo, of murder; and Flib- Alb.


O Goneril! bertigibbet, of mopping and mowing ; who since You are not worth the dust which the rude wind possesses chamber-maids and waiting-women. So, Blows in your face.--I fear your disposition : bless thee, master!

That nature, which contemns its origin, Glo. Here, take this purse, thou whom the Cannot be border'd certain in itself; heaven's plagues

She that herself will slivers and disbranch Have humbled to all strokes : that I am wretched, From her material sap, perforce must ither, Makes thee the happier :-Heavens, deal so still! And come to deadly use. Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted man,

Gon. No more; the text is foolish. That slaves your ordinance,2 that will not see Alb. Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile. Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly; Filths savour but themselves. What have you done? So distribution should undo excess,

Tigers, not daughters, what have you perform'd? And each man have enough.-Dost thou know A father, and a gracious aged man, Dover?

Whose reverence the head-lugg'd bear would lick, Edg. Ay, master.

Most barbarous, most degenerate! have you madGlo. There is a cliff, whose high and bending

ded. head

Could my good brother suffer you to do it? Looks fearfully in the confined deep:

A man, a prince, by him so benefited ? Bring me but to the very brim of it,

If that the heavens do not their visible spirits
And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear, Send quickly down to tame these vile offences,
With something rich about me: from that place
I shall no leading need.

Hurnanity must perforce prey on itself,
Give me thy arm;

Like monsters of the deep.
Poor Tom shall lead thee.


Milk-liver'd man !

That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs; SCENE II.Before the Duke of Albany's pal-Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning

Enter Goneril and Edmund; Steward Thine honour from thy suffering; that not know'st, meeting them.

Fools do those villains pity, who are punish'd

Ere they have done their mischief. Where's thy Gon. Welcome, my lord : I marvel, our mild

drum? husband

France spreads his banners in our noiseless land : Not met us on the way :-Now, where's your With plumed helm thy slayer begins threats; master

Whilst thou, a moral iool, sit'st still, and crist,
Slew. Madam, within; but never man so chang’d: || Alack! why does he so.?
I told him of the army that was landed ;


See thyself, devil!
He smild at it: I told him, you were coming; Proper deformity seems not in the fiend
His answer was, The worse : of Gloster's treachery, || So horrid, as in woman.
And of the loyal service of his son,


O vain fool! (1) Disguise.

(3) 2. e. Our wishes on the road may be com(2) i. e. To make it subject to us, instead of pleted. acting in obedience to it.

(4) Worth calling for. (5) Tear oft. VOL. II.

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Twill come,



Alb. Thou changed and self-cover'd thing, for ||Sought to be king o'er her. shame,


0, then it mov'd her. Be-monster not thy feature. Were it my fitness Gent. Not to a rage; patience and sorrow strove To let these hands obey my blood,

Who should express her goodliest. You have seen They are apt enough to dislocate and tear Sunshine and rain at once ; her smiles and tears Thy flesh and bones :-Howe'er thou art a fiend, Were like a better day: Those happy smiles, A woman's shape doth shield thee.

That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know Gon. Marry, your manhood now !

What guests were in her eyes; which parted thence,

As pearls from diamonds droppid. -- lu brief, sorrow Enter a Messenger.

Would be a rarity most belov’d, if all Alb. What news?

Could so become it. Mess. O, my good lord, the duke of Cornwall's Kent.

Made she no verbal question ?? dead;

Gent. 'Faith, once, or twice, she heav'd the name Slain by his servant, going to put out

of father The other eye of Gloster.

Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart; Alb.

Gloster's eyes! Cried, Sisters ! sisters !--Shame of ladies! sisters! Mess. A servant that he bred, thrill'd with re- || Kent! father! sisters! What? člhe storm? i'the morse,

night? Oppos'd against the act, bending his sword Let pity not be believed !3— There she shook To his great master: who, thereat enrag'd, The holy water from her heavenly eyes, Flew on him, and amongst them felld him dead: And clamour moisten'd: then away she started But not without that harmful stroke, which since To deal with grief alone. Hath pluck'd him after.


It is the stars, Alb. .

This shows you are above, || The stars above us, govern our conditions :4 You justicers, that these our nether erimes Else one self mate and mate could not beget So speedily can venge!-But, O poor Gloster! Such different issues. You spoke not with her since ? Lost he his other eye?

Gent. No. Mess.

Both, both, my lord. - Kent. Was this before the king return'd? This letter, madam, craves a speedy answer ;


No, since. 'Tis from your sister.

Kent. Well, sir; The poor distress'd Lear is i'the Gon. (Aside.) One way I like this well;

town: But being widow, and my Gloster with her, Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers May all the building in my fancy pluck

What we are come about, and by no means Upon my hateful life : Another way,

Will yield to see his daughter. The news is not so tart.-I'll read, and answer. Gent.

Why, good sir? (Exit. Kent. A sovereign shame so elbows him: his own Alb. Where was his son, when they did take his

unkindness, eyes

That stripp'd her from his benediction, turnd her Mess. Come with my lady hither.

To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights Alb.

He is not here. || To bis dog-hearted daughters,—these things sting Mess. No, my good lord ; I met him back again. His mind so venomously, that burning shame Alb. Knows he the wickedness?

Detains him from Cordelia. Mess. Ay, my good lord; 'twas he inform’d Gent.

Alack, poor gentleman ! against him;

Kent. Of Albany's and Cornwall's powerss you And quit the house on purpose, that their punish

heard not? ment

Gent. 'Tis so; they are afoot. Might have the freer corirse.

Kent. Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear, Alb.

Gloster, I live

And leave you to attend him: some dear cause. To thank thee for the love thou show'dst the king, ||Will in concealment wrap me up a while; And to revenge thine eyes.—Come hither, friend; When I am known aright, you shall not grieve Tell me what more thou knowest. (Exeunt. || Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you, go SCENE III.--The French camp near Dover.

Along with me.

(Exeunt. Enter Kent, and a Gentleman.

SCENE IV.-The same. A tent. Enter CorKent. Why the king of France is so suddenly

delia, Physician, and Soldiers. gone back know you the reason?

Gent. Something he left imperfect in the state, Cor. Alack, 'tis he ; why, he was met even now Which since his coming forth is thought of; which || As mad as the vex'd sea : singing aloud; Imports to the kingdom so much fear and danger, Crown'd with rank fumiter, and furrow-weeds, That his personal return was most requir'd,

With harlocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, And necessary

Darnel, and all the idle weeds that

grow Kent. Who hath he left behind him general?

In our sustaining corn.-A century send forth; Gent. The mareschal of France, Monsieur le Fer. || Search every acre in the high grown field, Kent. Did letters pierce the your

And bring him to our eye. [Exit an Officer.)

queen to any demonstration of grief?

What can man's wisdom do, Gent. Ay, sir; she took them, read them in my || In the restoring his bereaved sense ? presence ;

He, that helps him, take all my outward worth. And now and then an ample tear trili'd down Phy. There is means, madam: Her delicate cheek: it seem'd, she was a queen

Our foster-nurse of nature is repose, Over her passion ; who, most rebel-like,

The which he lacks; that to provoke in him,

Are many simples operative, whose power (1) Inclination. (2) Discourse, conversation. (3) i. e. Let not pity be supposed to exist. (6) Important business. (7) Furnitory. (4) Dispositions. (5) Forces.

(8) Charlocks.


Will close the eye of anguish.

If you do chance to hear of that blind traitor, Cor.

All bless'd secrets,|| Preferment falls on him that cuts him off. All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth,

Stew. 'Would I could meet him, madam! I Spring with my tears! be aidant, and remediate,

would show In the good man's distress !-Seek, seek for him ; What party I do follow. Lest bis ungovern'd rage dissolve the life

Fare thee well. (Exe. That wants the means to lead it.1

SCENE VI.The country near Dover. Enter Enter a Messenger.

Gloster, and Edgar, dressed like a peasant. Mess.

Madam, news; Glo. When shall we come to the top of that same The British powers are marching hitherward.

hill? Cor. 'Tis known before; our preparation stands Edg. You do climb up it now: look, how we In expectation of them.-0 dear father,

labour. It is thy business that I go about,

Glo. Methinks, the ground is even. Therefore great France


Horrible steep : My mourning, and important? tears, hath pitied. Hark, do you hear the sea ? No blown ambition dóth our arms incite,


No, truly. But love, dear love, and our ag'd father's right: Edg. Why, then your other senses grow imperSoon may I hear, and see him. (Exeunt.


By your eyes' anguish. SCENE V.-A room in Gloster's castle. En


So may it be, indeed: ter Regan and Steward.

Methinks, thy voice is alter'd; and thou speak'st Reg. But are my brother's powers set forth ? In better phrase, and matter, than thou didst. Stew.

Ay, madam

Edg. You are much deceiv'd; in nothing am I Reg.


chang'd, In person there?

But in my garments.
Madam, with much ado:


Methinks, you are better spoken. Your sister is the better soldier.

Edg. Come on, sir; here's the place:-Stand still. Reg. Lord Edmund spake not with your lord at

-How fearful home?

And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! Stew. No, madam.

The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Reg. What might import my sister's letter to him? || Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Stew. I know not, lady.

Hangs one that gathers samphire ;9 dreadful trade! Reg. 'Faith, he is posted hence on serious matter. Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head : It was great ignorance, Gloster's eyes being out, The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, To let him live; where he arrives, he moves Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, All hearts against us: Edmund, I think, is gone,

Diminish'd to her cock ;io her cock, a buoy In pity of his misery, to despatch

Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, His nighted life ; moreover, to descry

That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, The strength o'the enemy.

Cannot be heard so high :-I'll look no more ; Stew. I'inust needs after him, madam, with my|| Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight letter

Topplell down headlong. Reg. Our troops set forth to-morrow; stay Glo.

Set me where you stand.

Edg. Give me your hand: You are now within The ways are dangerous. Stew.

may not, madam; Of the extreme verge: for all beneath the moon My lady charg'd my duty in this business. Would I not leap upright. Reg. Why should she write to Edmund ? Might Glo.

Let go my hand.

Here, friend, is another purse; in it, a jewel Transport her purposes by word ? Belike, Well worth a poor man's iaking : Fairies, and gods, Something-I know not what:-I'll love thee much, Prosper it with thee ! Go thou further off'; Let me unseal the letter.

Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going. Stew.

Madam, I bad rather- Edg. Now fare you well, good sir. (Seems to go. Reg. I know your lady does not love her hus


With all my heart. band;

Edg. Why I do trifle thus with his despair, I am sure of that: and at her late being here, Is done to cure it. She gave strange æiliads, and most speaking looks Glo.

O you mighty gods! To noble Edınund: I know, you are of her bosom. This world I do renounce; and, in your sights, Stew. I, madam?

Shake patiently my great affliction off: Reg. I speak in understanding; you are, 1 If I could bear it longer, and not fall know it:

To quarrel with your great opposeless wills, Therefore, I do advise you, take this note :6 My snuff, and loathed part of nature, should My lord is dead ; Edmund and I have talk'd; Burn itself out. If Edgar live, o, bless him! And more convenient is he for my hand,

Now, fellow, fare thee well. Than for your lady's :-You may gather more.?

(He leaps, and falls along. If you do find him, pray you, give him this;


Gone, sir? Farewell.And when your mistress hears thus much from you, || And yet I know not how conceit may rob I pray, desire her call her wisdom to her. The treasury of life, when life itself So, fare you well.

Yields to the theft : Had he been where he thought,

By this, had thought been past.-Alive, or dead? (1) i. e. The reason which should guide it. (2) Importunate. (3) Inflated, swelling. (6) Observe what I am saying. (7) Infer more. (4) 2. é. His life made dark as night.

(8) Daws. (9) A vegetable gathered for pickling. 15) A cast, or significant glance of the eye. (10) Her cock-boat. (11) Tumble.

with us;

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not you

IIo, you sir! friend!. -- Tear you, sir?---speak! Ay and no too was no good divinity. When the Thus might he pass indeed : 1-Yet he revives : rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make What are you, sir?

me chatter; when the thunder would not peace at Glo.

Away, and let me die. my bidding; there I found them, there I smelt Edg. Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, fea-them out. Go to, they are not men o'their words: thers, air,

they told me I was every thing; 'Tis a lie; I am So many fathom down precipitating,

not ague-proof. Thou hadst shiver'd like an egg : but thou dost Glo The trick 10 of that voice I do well remember: breathe ;

Is't not the king? Hast heavy substance; bleed'st not; speak'st; art Lear.

Ay, every inch a king : sound.

When I do stare, see, how the subject quakes.Ten masts at each make not the altitude,

I pardon that man's life: what was thy cause? Which thou hast perpendicularly fell;

Adultery.Thy life's a miracle : Speak yet again.

Thou shalt not die : Die for adultery! No: Glo. But have I fallen, or no?

The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly Edg. Froin the dread summit of this chalky | Does lecher in my sight. bourn:2

Let copulation thrive, for Gloster's bastard son Look up a-height;-the shrill-gorg']; lark so far Was kinder to his father, than my daughters Cannot be seen or heard : do but look up.

Got 'tween the lawful sheets. Glo. Alack, I have no eyes.

To't, luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers. Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit,

Behold yon simpering dame, To end itself by death ? 'Twas yet some comfort, Whose face between her forks presageth snow; When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage, That minces virtue, and does shake the head And frustrate his proud will.

To hear of pleasure's name; Edg.

Give me your arm : | The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to't Up:--So;--How is't? Feel you your legs? You With a more riotous appetite. stand.

Down from the waist they are centaurs, Glo. Too well, too well.

Though women all above : Edg:

This is above all strangeness. Butll to the girdle do the gods inherit,12 Upon the crown o'the cliff, what thing was that Beneath is all the fiends'; there's hell, there's darkWhich parted from you?

ness, Glo.

A poor unfortunate beggar. There is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, Edg. As I stood here below, methought, his eyes | stench, consumption ;-Fie, fie, fie! pah; pah! Were two full moons; he had a thousand noses, Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to Horns whelk’d,4 and wav'd, like the enridged sea; sweeten my imagination: there's money for thee. It was some fiend : Therefore, thou happy father, Glo. 0, let me kiss that hand! Think that the clearest5 gods, who make them Lear. Let me wipe it first; it sinells of mortality: honours

Glo. O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world of men's impossibilities, have preserv'd thee. Shall so wear out to nought.—Dost thou know me?

Glo. I do remember now : henceforth I'll bear Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost A Miction, till it do cry out itself,

thou squinyl3 at me? No, do thy worst, blind CuEnough, enough, and, die. That thing you speak of, || pid; I'll not love.—Read thou this challenge; mark I took it for a man ; often 'twould say,

but the penning of it. The fiend, the fiend: he led me to that place. Glo. Were all the letters suns, I could not see one. Edg. Bear free and patient thoughts.—But who Edg. I would not take this from report;-it is, comes here?

And my heart breaks at it.

Lear. Read. Enter Lear, fantastically dressed up with flowers.

Glo. What, with the case of eyes ? The safer sense will ne'er accommodate

Lear. O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes His master thus.

in your head, nor no money in your purse ? Your Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coining ; 1|eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light : Yet am the king himself.

you see how this world goes. Edg. O thou side-piercing sight!

Glo. I see it feelingly. Lear. Nature's above art in that respect. There's Lear. What, art mad? A man may see how this your press-money.

That fellow handles his bow | world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears. like a crow-keeper: draw me a clothier's yard.6 see how yon' justice rails upon yon simple thief. Look, look, a mouse! Peace, peace;-this piece of Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, handytoasted cheese will do't.-- There's my gauntlet; I'll || dandy, which is the justice, which the thief?prove it on a giant-Bring up the brown bills.7- || Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? O, well flown, bird !—i'the clout, i'the clout :8 Glo. Ay, sir. hewgh Give the word.9

Lear. And the creature run from the cur? There Edg. Sweet marjoram.

thou might'st behold the great image of authority : Lear. Pass.

a dog's obeyed in office. Glo. I know that voice.

Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand : Lear. Ha! Goneril !-with a white beard !- Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thine own They flatter'd me like a dog; and told me, I had

back; white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind there. To say ay, and no, to every thing I said !- For which thou whipp’st her. The usurer hangs the

cozener. (1) Thus might he die in reality. (2) i. e. This chalky boundary of England. (7) Battle-axes. (3) Shrill-throated.

(8) The white mark for archers to aim at. (4) Twisted, convolved.

(5) The purest.

(9) The watch-word. (10) Likeness, manner. (6) An arrow of a cloth-yard long.

(11) Only. (12) Possess. (13) Look asquint.

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