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IIo, you sir! friend! -Hear you, sir?-speak!
Thus might he pass
indeed:-Yet he revives :
What are you, sir?

Ay and no too was no good divinity. When the
rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make
me chatter; when the thunder would not peace at
my bidding; there I found them, there I smelt

Away, and let me die.

Edg. Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, fea- them out. Go to, they are not men o'their words: they told me I was every thing; 'Tis a lie; I am not ague-proof.

thers, air,

So many fathom down precipitating,
Thou hadst shiver'd like an egg: but thou dost

Glo. The trick 10 of that voice I do well remember:
Is't not the king?


Hast heavy substance; bleed'st not; speak'st; art

Ten masts at each make not the altitude,
Which thou hast perpendicularly fell;
Thy life's a miracle: Speak yet again.
Glo. But have I fallen, or no?

Edg. From the dread summit of this chalky

Look up a-height;-the shrill-gorg'd3 lark so far
Cannot be seen or heard: do but look up.
Glo Alack, I have no eyes.-
Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit,
To end itself by death? 'Twas yet some comfort,
When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage,
And frustrate his proud will.

Give me your arm:
Up-So-How is't? Feel you your legs? You


Glo. Too well, too well.
This is above all strangeness.
Upon the crown o'the cliff, what thing was that
Which parted from you?


A poor unfortunate beggar. Edg. As I stood here below, methought, his eyes Were two full moons; he had a thousand noses, Horns whelk'd, and wav'd, like the enridged sea; It was some fiend: Therefore, thou happy father, Think that the clearest gods, who make them honours

Of men's impossibilities, have preserv'd thee.

Glo. I do remember now henceforth I'll bear
Affliction, till it do cry out itself,
Enough, enough, and, die. That thing you speak of,
I took it for a man; often 'twould say,
The fiend, the fiend: he led me to that place.
Edg. Bear free and patient thoughts.-But who
comes here?

Enter Lear, fantastically dressed up with flowers.
The safer sense will ne'er accommodate

His master thus.

Edg. Sweet marjoram.
Lear. Pass.

Edg. O thou side-piercing sight!

Lear. Nature's above art in that respect.-There's your press-money. That fellow handles his bow Jike a crow-keeper: draw me a clothier's yard.6 Look, look, a mouse! Peace, peace;-this piece of toasted cheese will do't.-There's my gauntlet; I'll prove it on a giant.-Bring up the brown bills.7O, well flown, bird!-i'the clout, i'the clout :8 hewgh!-Give the word.9

Glo. I know that voice.

Lear. Ha! Goneril!-with a white beard!They flatter'd me like a dog; and told me, I had white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there. To say ay, and no, to every thing I said!—||

(1) Thus might he die in reality.

(2) i. e. This chalky boundary of England. (3) Shrill-throated.

(4) Twisted, convolved.

(6) An arrow of a cloth-yard long.

Ay, every inch a king: When I do stare, see, how the subject quakes.I pardon that man's life: what was thy cause? Adultery.

(5) The purest.

Thou shalt not die: Die for adultery! No:
The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly
Does lecher in my sight.

Let copulation thrive, for Gloster's bastard son
Was kinder to his father, than my daughters
Got 'tween the lawful sheets.

To't, luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers.—
Behold yon' simpering dame,

Whose face between her forks presageth snow;
That minces virtue, and does shake the head
To hear of pleasure's name;
The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to't
With a more riotous appetite.
Down from the waist they are centaurs,
Though women all above:

Glo. What, with the case of eyes?

Lear. O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your head, nor no money in your purse? Your

Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coining; I eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light: Yet am the king himself. you see how this world goes. Glo. I see it feelingly.

But to the girdle do the gods inherit,12
Beneath is all the fiends'; there's hell, there's dark-

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Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny13 at me? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid; I'll not love.-Read thou this challenge; mark but the penning of it.

Glo. Were all the letters suns, I could not see one. Edg. I would not take this from report;—it is, And my heart breaks at it.

Lear. Read.

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' simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, handydandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?— Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? Glo. Ay, sir.

Lear. And the creature run from the cur? There thou might'st behold the great image of authority: a dog's obeyed in office.

Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand:
Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thine own
Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind
For which thou whipp'st her. The usurer hangs the


(7) Battle-axes.

(8) The white mark for archers to aim at.
(9) The watch-word. (10) Likeness, manner.
(11) Only. (12) Possess. (13) Look asquint.

Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear;
Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with
And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks :
Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
None does offend, none, I say, none; I'll able 'em :
Take that of me, my friend, who have the power
To sea! the accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes;
And, like a scurvy politician, seem
To see the things thou dost not.-Now, now, now,


Pull off my boots :-harder, harder; so.

Edg. O, matter and impertinency mix'd! Reason in madness!

Lear. If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my

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You shall have ransom. Let me have a surgeon,

I am cut to the brains.

You shall have any thing.
Lear. No seconds? All myself?
Why, this would make a man, a man of salt,2
To use his eyes for garden water-pots,
Ay, and for laying autumn's dust.

Good sir,-
Lear. I will die bravely, like a bridegroom:

I will be jovial; come, come; I am a king,
My masters, know you that?

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, sa, sa, sa. [Exit, running. Attendants follow. Gent. A sight most pitiful in the meanest wretch: Past speaking of in a king!--Thou hast one daugh

Who redeems nature from the general curse
Which twain have brought her to.

Edg. Hail, gentle sir.

Sir, speed you: What's your will?
Edg. Do you hear aught, sir, of a battle toward?
Gent. Most sure, and vulgar: every one hears
Which can distinguish sound.
But, by your favour,
How near's the other army?
Gent. Near, and on speedy foot; the main descry
Stands on the hourly thought.3


I thank you, sir; that's all.

(1) Block anciently signified the head-part of a hat.

Gent. Though that the queen on special cause is here, Her army is mov'd on. Edg. I thank you, sir. [Ex. Gent. Glo. You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from


Let not my worser spirit4 tempt me again
To die before you please!

(2) i. e. A man of tears.

(3) The main body is expected to be descried every hour.

Well pray you, father.
Glo. Now, good sir, what are you?
Edg. A most poor man, made tame


Who, by the art of known and feeling sorrows,
Am pregnant to good pity. Give me your hand,
I'll lead you to some biding.

Hearty thanks: The bounty and the benizon5 of heaven To boot, and boot !6

Enter Steward.


A proclaim'd prize! most happy! That eyeless head of thine was first fram'd flesh To raise my fortunes.-Thou old unhappy traitor, Briefly7 thyself remember:-The sword is out That must destroy thee.


Now let thy friendly hand Put strength enough to it. [Edgar opposes. Stew. Wherefore, bold peasant, Dar'st thou support a publish'd traitor? Hence; Lest that the infection of his fortune take Like hold on thee. Let go his arm.

Edg. Ch'ill not let go, zir, without vurther 'casion. Stew. Let go, slave, or thou diest.

Edg. Good gentleman, go your gait,8 and let poor volk pass. And ch'ud ha' been zwagger'd out vortnight. Nay, come not near the old man: keep of my life, 'twould not ha' been zo long as 'tis by a out, che vor'ye, or ise try whether your costard or batlo 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.11

[They fight: and Edgar knocks him down. Stew. Slave, thou hast slain me :-Villain, take my purse;

If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body;

And give the letters, which thou find'st about me, To Edmund earl of Gloster; seek him out

Upon the British party :——

-O, untimely death! [Dies. Edg. I know thee well: A serviceable villain ; As duteous to the vices of thy mistress, As badness would desire.

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Your wife (so I would say,) and your
affectionate servant,

O undistinguish'd space of woman's will!-
A plot upon her virtuous husband's life:

Of quick, cross lightning? to watch (poor perdu !5)

And the exchange, my brother!-Here, in the With this thin helm ?6 Mine enemy's dog,

Though he had bit me, should have stood that night
Against my fire; And wast thou fain, poor father,
To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn,
In short and musty straw? Alack, alack!
'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once
Had not concluded all. He wakes; speak to him.
Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest.

Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your

Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the
grave :-

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.


Thee I'll rake up, the post unsanctified
Of murderous lechers: and, in the mature time,
With this ungracious paper strike the sight
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,
That I stand up, and have ingenious feeling
Of my huge sorrows! Better I were distract:
So should my thoughts be sever'd from my griefs;
And woes, by wrong imaginations, lose
The knowledge of themselves.

Re-enter Edgar.

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Cor. Had you not been their father, these white

Had challeng'd pity of them. Was this a face
To be expos'd against the warring winds?
To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder?
In the most terrible and nimble stroke

Cor. O my dear father! Restoration, hang
Thy medicine on my lips; and let this kiss
Repair those violent harms, that my two sisters
Have in thy reverence made!
Kind and dear princess!


(1) I'll cover thee (the dead steward) in the sands. (2) Dressed. (3) Memorials. (4) Intent formed. (5) French, enfans perdus.

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O, look upon me, sir,
And hold your hands in benediction o'er me:
No, sir, you must not kneel.


Pray, do not mock me:

I am a very foolish fond old man,
Fourscore and upward; and, to deal plainly,
I fear, I am not in my perfect mind.
Methinks, I should know you, and know this man :
Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant
What place this is; and all the skill I have
Remembers not these garments; nor I know not
Where I did lodge last night: Do not laugh at me;
For, as I am a man, I think this lady
To be my child Cordelia.

And so I am, I am.
Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray,
weep not:

If you have poison for me, I will drink it.
I know, you do not love me; for your sisters
Have, as I do remember, done me wrong:
You have some cause, they have not.


Lear. Am I in France?
In your own kingdom, sir.
Lear. Do not abuse me.
Phys. Be comforted, good madam: the great


No cause, no cause.

You see, is cur'd in him: and yet it is danger
To make him even? o'er the time he has lost.
Desire him to go in; trouble him no more,
Till further settling.

Cor. Will't please your highness walk?
You must bear with me:
Pray now, forget and forgive: I am old, and foolish.
[Exeunt Lear, Cordelia, Physician, and
Gent. Holds it true, sir,

(6) Thin covering of hair.

(7) To reconcile it to his apprehension.

That the duke of Cornwall was so slain?
Most certain, sir.
Gent. Who is conductor of his people?

As 'tis said,

The bastard son of Gloster.

They say, Edgar,
His banish'd son, is with the earl of Kent
In Germany.

Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about; the powers' o'the kingdom Approach apace.

Gent. The arbitrement2 is like to be a bloody. Fare you well, sir.


Kent. My point and period will be throughly wrought,

Or well, or ill, as this day's battle's fought. [Exit.


SCENE I.-The camp of the British forces, near Dover. Enter, with drums and colours, Edmund, Regan, Officers, Soldiers, and others.

Edm. Know of the duke, if his last purpose hold; Or, whether since he is advis'd by aught To change the course: He's full of alteration, And self-reproving :-bring his constant pleasure.3 [To an officer, who goes out. Reg. Our sister's man is certainly miscarried. Edm. 'Tis to be doubted, madam. Reg. Now, sweet lord, You know the goodness I intend upon you: Tell me, but truly,-but then speak the truth, Do you not love my sister?


In honour'd love. Reg. But have you never found my brother's way To the forefended4 place?


That thought abuses you. Reg. I am doubtful that you have been conjunct And bosom'd with her, as far as we call hers. Edm. No, by mine honour, madam.

Reg. I never shall endure her: Dear my lord, Be not familiar with her.

Fear me not:
She, and the duke her husband,-

Enter Albany, Goneril, and Soldiers.

Gon. I had rather lose the battle, than that sister Should loosen him and me. [Aside.

Alb. Our very loving sister, well be met.Sir, this I hear,-The king is come to his daughter, With others, whom the rigour of our state Forc'd to cry out. Where I could not be honest, I never yet was valiant: for this business, It touches us as France invades our land, Not bolds the king; with others, whom, I fear, Most just and heavy causes make oppose.7 Edm. Sir, you speak nobly. Reg. Why is this reason'd? Gon. Combine together 'gainst the enemy: For these domestic and particular broils

Are not to question here.

Alb. Let us then determine With the ancient of war on our proceedings. Edm. I shall attend you presently at your tent. Reg. Sister, you'll go with us? Gon. No.

(1) Forces. (2) Decision (3) His settled resolution. (5) Imposes on you. (6) i. e. Emboldens him.

Reg. 'Tis most convenient; pray you, go with us. Gon. O, ho, I know the riddle: [Aside.] I will go. As they are going out, enter Edgar, disguised. Edg. If e'er your grace had speech with man so poor, Hear me one word. Alb.

(4) Forbidden.

(7) Opposition.

I'll overtake you.-Speak. [Exeunt Edmund, Regan, Goneril, Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants.

Edg. Before you fight the battle, ope this letter. If you have victory, let the trumpet sound For him that brought it: wretched though I seem, I can produce a champion, that will prove What is avouched there: If you miscarry, Your business of the world hath so an end, And machination ceases.8 Fortune love you! Alb. Stay till I have read the letter. Edg. I was forbid it. When time shall serve, let but the herald cry, And I'll appear again.

Exit. Alb. Why, fare thee well; I will o'erlook thy paper.

Re-enter Edmund.

Edm. The enemy's in view, draw up your powers. Here is the guess of their true strength and forces By diligent discovery;-but your haste Is now urg'd on you.

Alb. We will greet the time.9 [Exit. Edm. To both these sisters havel sworn my love; Each jealous of the other, as the stung Are of the adder. Which of them shall I take? Both? one? or neither? Neither can be enjoy'd, if both remain alive: To take the widow, Exasperates, makes mad her sister Goneril; And hardly shall I carry out my side,10 Her husband being alive. Now then, we'll use His countenance for the battle; which being done, Let her, who would be rid of him, devise His speedy taking off As for the mercy Which he intends to Lear, and to Cordelia,The battle done, and they within our power, Shall never see his pardon: for my state Stands on me to defend, not to debate. [Exit. SCENE II-A field between the two camps. Alarum within. Enter, with drum and colours, Lear, Cordelia, and their forces; and exeunt. Enter Edgar and Gloster.

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SCENE III-The British camp near Dover. Enter, in conquest, with drum and colours, Edmund; Lear and Cordelia, as prisoners; Offi-My cers, Soldiers, &c.

Edm. Some officers take them away: good guard; Until their greater pleasures first be known That are to censure1 them.

Cor. We are not the first, Who, with best meaning, have incurr'd the worst. For thee, oppressed king, am I cast down; Myself could else out-frown false fortune's frown.-Shall we not see these daughters, and these sisters? Lear. No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison:

We two alone will sing like birds i'the cage:
When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,
And ask of thee forgiveness: So we'll live,
And pray,
and and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,
Who loses, and who wins; who's in, who's out;
And take upon us the mystery of things,
As if we were God's spies: And we'll wear out,
In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones,
That ebb and flow by the moon.


Take them away. Lear. Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, The gods themselves throw incense. Have I caught


He, that parts us, shall bring a brand from heaven,
And fire us hence, like foxes. Wipe thine eyes;
The goujeers2 shall devour them, flesh and fell,3
Ere they shall make us weep: we'll see them starve
[Exe. Lear and Cor. guarded.
Edm. Come hither, captain; bark.
Take thou this note; [Giving a paper.] go, follow
them to prison:


One step I have advanc'd thee; if thou dost
As this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way
To noble fortunes: Know thou this,-that men
Are as the time is: to be tender-minded
Does not become a sword :-Thy great employment
Will not bear question;4 either say, thou❜lt do't,
Or thrive by other means.

I'll do't, my lord. Edm. About it; and write happy, when thou hast


Mark, I say, instantly; and carry it so,
As I have set it down.

Offi. I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats; If it be man's work, I will do it. [Exit Officer. Flourish. Enter Albany, Goneril, Regan, Officers, and Attendants.

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reason all the same; and they are ready To-morrow, or at further space, to appear Where you shall hold your session. At this time, We sweat, and bleed: the friend hath lost his


(3) Skin.

(4) Admit of debate.

(5) To be discoursed of in greater privacy.


And the best quarrels, in the heat, are curs'd
By those that feel their sharpness
The question of Cordelia, and her father,
Requires a fitter place.5

Sir, by your patience,
I hold you but a subject of this war,
Not as a brother.


That's as we list to grace him. Methinks, our pleasure might have been demanded, Ere you had spoke so far. He led our powers; Bore the commission of my place and person; The which immediacy may well stand up, And call itself your brother.


Not so hot:

In his own grace he doth exalt himself
More than in your advancement.


In my rights,

By me invested, he compeers the best. Gon. That were the most, if he should husband you.

Reg. Jesters do oft prove prophets. Gon. Holloa, holloa! That eye, that told you so, look'd but a-squint.7 Reg. Lady, I am not well; else I should answer From a full-flowing stomach.-General, Take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony; Dispose of them, of me; the walls are thine: Witness the world, that I create thee here My lord and master.

Gon. Alb. The let-alone Edm. Nor in thine, Alb. Half-blooded fellow, yes. Reg. Let the drum strike, and prove my title thine. [To Edmund. Alb. Stay yet; hear reason:-Edmund, I arrest thee

Mean you to enjoy him? lies not in your good will. lord.

On capital treason; and, in thy arrest,
This gilded serpent: [Pointing to Gon.]—For your
claim, fair sister,

I bar it in the interest of my wife;
'Tis she is sub-contracted to this lord,
And I, her husband, contradict your bans.
If you will marry, make your love to me,
My lady is bespoke.

An interlude!

Alb. Thou art arm'd, Gloster :-Let the trumpet sound:

If none appear to prove upon thy person,
Thy heinous, manifest, and many treasons,
There is my pledge; [Throwing down a glove.] T'It
prove it on thy heart,
Ere I taste bread, thou art in nothing less
Than I have here proclaim'd thee.
Sick, O, sick!
Gon. If not, I'll ne'er trust poison. [Aside.
Edm. There's my exchange: [Throwing down
a glove,] what in the world he is
That names me traitor, villain-like he lies:
Call by thy trumpet: he that dares approach,
On him, on you, (who not?) I will maintain
My truth and honour firmly.

(6) Authority to act on his own judgment. (7) Alluding to the proverb: Love being jea ous makes a good eye look a-squint.' (8) The hindrance.

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