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Alb. I cannot be so partial, Goneril,

mand out of the letter. If your diligence be not To the great love I bear you,

speedy, I shall be there before you. Gon. Pray you, content.—What, Oswald, hol Kent. I will not sleep, my lord, till I have You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master. | delivered your letter.

[To the Fool. Fool. If a man's brains were in his heels, Fool. Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry; take were't not in danger of kibes? the fool with thee.

Lear. Ay, boy.
A fox, when one has caught her,

Fool. Then, I pr'y thee, be merry; thy wit
And such a daughter,

shall not go slipshod.
Should sure to the slaughter,

Lear. Ha, ha, ha!
If my cap would buy a halter :

Fool. Shalt see thy other daughter will use So the fool follows after. [Exit. thee kindly: for though she's as like this as a Gon. This man hath had good counsel!-A | crab is like an apple, yet I can tell what I can tell. hundred knights !

Lear. Why, what canst thou tell, my boy? "T is politic and safe to let him keep

Pool. She will taste as like this as a crab At point a hundred knights! Yes, that on every does to a crab.-Thou canst tell why one's nose dream,

stands i' the middle of his face? Each buz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike, Lear. No. He may enguard his dotage with their powers, Fool. Why, to keep his eyes on either side his And hold our lives in mercy.-Oswald, I say! nose : that what a man cannot smell out, he Alb. Well, you may fear too far.

may spy into. Gon. Safer than trust too far.

Lear. I did her wrong:Let me still take away the harms I fear,

Fool. Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell ? Not fear still to be taken. I know his heart : Lear. No. What he hath uttered I have writ my sister: Fool. Nor I neither : but I can tell why a snail If she sustain him and his hundred knights, has a house. When I have shewed the unfitness,-How now, Oswald ?

Fool. Why, to put his head in : not to give it

away to his daughters, and leave his horns without Enter Steward.

a case. What, have you writ that letter to my sister ? Lear. I will forget my nature.-So kind a faStew. Ay, madam.

ther !-Be my horses ready? Gon. Take you some company, and away to Fool. Thy asses are gone about 'em.-The reahorse:

son why the seven stars are no more than seven, Inform her full of my particular fear;

is a pretty reason. And thereto add such reasons of your own,

Lear. Because they are not eight? As may compact it more. Get you gone;

Fool. Yes, indeed :—thou wouldst make a good And hasten your return. [Exit Steward.]-No, fool. no, my lord,

Lear. To take it again perforce !- Monster This milky gentleness and course of yours,

ingratitude ! Though I condemn it not, yet, under pardon, Fool. If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have You are much more attasked for want of wisdom thee beaten for being old before thy time. Than praised for harmful mildness.

Lear. How's that? Alb. How far your eyes may pierce I cannot | Fool. Thou shouldst not have been old before tell :

thou hadst been wise. Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.

Lear. O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Gom. Nay, then,—

heaven! Alb. Well, well; the event. [Exeunt. | Keep me in temper: I would not be mad!

Enter Gentleman.

How now! Are the horses ready?
Scene V.--Court before the same.

Gent. Ready, my lord.

Lear. Come, boy.
Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool.

Fool. She that is maid now, and laughs at my Lear. Go you before to Gloster with these

departure, letters : acquaint my daughter no further with Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut anything you know than comes from her de



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Scene I.-A Court within the Castle of the Earl Edg. I am sure on 't, not a word,

Edm. I hear my father coming :Pardon me:

In cunning I must draw my sword upon you : Enter Edmund and Curan, meeting.

Draw: seem to defend yourself: now quit you Edm. Save thee, Curan.

well. Cur. And you, sir. I have been with your fa Yield; come before my father: light, ho, here!ther; and given him notice that the Duke of Fly, brother.—Torches! torches!—So, farewell.— Cornwall, and Regan his duchess, will be here

[Exit Edgar. with him to-night.

Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion Edm. How comes that?

[Wounds his arm. Cur. Nay, I know not.—You have heard of of my more fierce endeavour: I have seen the news abroad? I mean the whispered ones,

drunkards for they are yet but ear-kissing arguments. Do more than this in sport.-Father! father!

Edm. Not I: 'pray you, what are they? Stop, stop! No help?

Cur. Have you heard of no likely wars toward, I 'twixt the Dukes of Cornwall and Albany?

Enter Gloster and Servants, with torches. Edm. Not a word.

Glo. Now, Edmund, where's the villain? Cur. You may then, in time. Fare you well, Edm. Here stood he in the dark, his sharp


sword out, Edm. The duke be here to-night! The better; | Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the moon best :

To stand his auspicious mistress : This weaves itself perforce into my business. Glo. But where is he? My father hath set guard to take my brother; Edm. Look, sir, I bleed. And I have one thing, of a queazy question, Glo. Where is the villain, Edmund ? Which I must act. Briefness and fortune work! Edm. Fled this way, sir. When by no means Brother, a word : descend.-Brother, I say:

he could,

Glo. Pursue him, ho! Go after.—[Exit Servant. Enter EDGAR.

By no means, what? My father watches.— sir, fly this place:

Edm. Persuade me to the murder of your Intelligence is given where you are hid;

lordship; You have now the good advantage of the night. But that I told him, the revenging gods Have you not spoken 'gainst the Duke of Corn 'Gainst parricides did all their thunders bend; wall?

Spoke with how manifold and strong a bond He's coming hither; now, i' the night,.i'the haste, The child was bound to the father :—Sir, in fine, And Regan with him. Have you nothing said Seeing how loathly opposite I stood Upon his party, 'gainst the Duke of Albany? To his unnatural purpose, in fell motion, Advise yourself.

With his prepared sword, he charges home


My unprovided body, lanced mine arm :

Glo. I know not, madam: 't is too bad, too bad. But when he saw my best alarumed spirits,

Edm. Yes, madam, he was of that consort. Bold in the quarrel's right, roused to the encounter, Reg. No marvel then, though he were ill Or whether ghasted by the noise I made,

affected : Full suddenly he fled.

'T is they have put him on the old man's death, Glo. Let him fly far:

To have the waste and spoil of his revenues. Not in this land shall he remain uncaught; I have this present evening from my sister And found, despatch. The noble duke my master, Been well informed of them; and with such My worthy arch and patron, comes to-night:

cautions, By his authority I will proclaim it

That, if they come to sojourn at my house,
That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks, I'll not be there.
Bringing the murderous coward to the stake: Corn. Nor I, assure thee, Regan.-
He that conceals him, death.

Edmund, I hear that you have shewn your father
Edm. When I dissuaded him from his intent, | A childlike office.
And found him pight to do it, with curst speech Edm. It was my duty, sir.
I threatened to discover him: he replied,

Glo. He did bewray his practice; and received “ Thou unpossessing bastard ! dost thou think, | This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him. If I would stand against thee, would the reposal Corn. Is he pursued ? Of any trust, virtue, or worth, in thee,

Glo. Ay, my good lord. Make thy words faithed? No: what should I deny 1 Corn. If he be taken, he shall never more (As this I would; ay, though thou didst produce Be feared of doing harm: make your own purpose My very character), I'd turn it all

How in my strength you please.—For you, To thy suggestion, plot, and damnéd practice:

And thou must make a dullard of the world, Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant
If they not thought the profits of my death So much commend itself, you shall be ours :
Were very pregnant and potential spurs

Natures of such deep trust we shall much need: To make thee seek it."

You we first seize on. Glo. Strong and fastened villain !

Edm. I shall serve you, sir, Would he deny his letter?-I never got him. Truly, however else.

[Trumpets within. Glo. For him I thank your grace. Hark, the duke's trumpets! I know not why he Corn. You know not why we came to visit you,comes.

Reg. Thus out of season; threading darkAll ports I 'll bar; the villain shall not 'scape:

eyed night.
The duke must grant me that. Besides, his picture Occasions, noble Gloster, of some poize,
I will send far and near, that all the kingdom Wherein we must have use of your advice :-
May have due note of him: and of my land, Our father he hath writ, so hath our sister,
Loyal and natural boy, I 'll work the means Of differences, which I best thought it fit
To make thee capable.

To answer from our home: the several messengers

From hence attend despatch. Our good old friend, Enter Cornwall, Regan, and Attendants.

Lay comforts to your bosom; and bestow Corn. How now, my noble friend? since I Your needful counsel to our business, came hither

Which craves the instant use. (Which I can call but now), I have heard strange Glo.. I serve you, madam : news.

Your graces are right welcome. [Exeunt. Reg. If it be true, all vengeance comes too

short Which can pursue the offender. How dost, my lord?

Scene II.-Before Gloster's Castle. Glo. O, madam, my old heart is cracked; it's cracked!

Enter Kent and Steward, severally. Reg. What, did my father's godson seek your Stew. Good dawning to thee, friend : art of life?

the house? He, whom my father named ? your Edgar!

Kent. Ay.
Glo. O lady, lady, shame would have it bid ! Stew. Where may we set our horses?
Reg. Was he not companion with the riotous Kent, l'the mire.

Stew. Pr'y thee, if thou love me, tell me.
That tend upon my father?

Kent. I love thee not.



Stew. Why, then I care not for thee.

Kent. Ay, a tailor, sir: a stone-cutter or a Kent. If I had thee in Lipsbury pinfold, I painter could not have made him so ill, though would make thee care for me.

they had been but two hours at the trade. Stew. Why dost thou use me thus? I know Corn. Speak yet, how grew your quarrel ? thee not.

Stew. This ancient ruffian, sir, whose life I Kent. Fellow, I know thee.

have spared Stew. What dost thou know me for?

At suit of his grey beard, — Kent. A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken Kent. Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three letter !--My lord, if you will give me leave, I suited, hundred-pound, filthy worsted-stocking will tread this unbolted villain into mortar, and knave; a lily-livered, action-taking knave; a daub the wall of a jakes with him.-Spare may whoreson, glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical grey beard, you wagtail ! rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that Corn. Peace, sirrah! wouldst be a bawd, in way of good service; and You beastly knave, know you no reverence? art nothing but the composition of a knave, Kent. Yes, sir ; but anger has a privilege. beggar, coward, pander, and the son and heir of Corn. Why art thou angry? a mongrel bitch: one whom I will beat into Kent. That such a slave as this should wear a clamorous whining, if thou deniest the least

sword, syllable of thy addition.

Who wears no honesty. Such smiling rogues as Stew. Why, what a monstrous fellow art thou,

these, thus to rail on one that is neither known of thee, Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain nor knows thee!

Which are too intrinse t’unloose : smooth every Kent. What a brazen-faced varlet art thou, to

passion deny thou know'st me! Is it two days ago since | That in the natures of their lords rebels; I tripped up thy heels and beat thee, before the Bring oil to fire, snow to their colder moods ; king? Draw, you rogue; for, though it be night, Renege, affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks the moon shines : I'll make a sop o'the moon- With every gale and vary of their masters, shine of you. Draw, you whoreson cullionly As knowing nought, like dogs, but following.barber-monger; draw. [Drawing his sword. A plague upon your epileptic visage!

Stew. Away; I have nothing to do with thee. Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool ?

Kent. Draw, you rascal : you come with Goose, if I had you upon Sarum plain, letters against the king, and take vanity the I'd drive ye cackling home to Camelot? puppet's part against the royalty of her father. Corn. What, art thou mad, old fellow? Draw, you rogue, or I'll so carbonado your Glo. How fell you out? shanks,—draw, you rascal: come your ways.

Say that. Stew. Help, ho! murder! help!

Kent. No contraries hold more antipathy Kent. Strike, you slave: stand, rogue, stand: Than I and such a knave. you neat slave, strike!

[Beating him. Corn. Why dost thou call him knave? What's Stew. Help, ho! murder; murder!

his offence ?

Kent. His countenance likes me not. Enter Edmund, Cornwall," Regan, Gloster,

Corn. No more, perchance, does mine, or his, and Servants.

or hers. Edm. How now? What's the matter ?—Part! Kent. Sir, 't is my occupation to be plain : ·Kent. With you, goodman boy, if you please : | I have seen better faces in my time come, I'll flesh you; come on, young master. Than stands on any shoulder that I see Glo. Weapons! arms! What's the matter here? | Before me at this instant. Corn. Keep peace, upon your lives :

Corn. This is some fellow He dies that strikes again. What is the matter? Who, having been praised for bluntness, doth affect Reg. The messengers from our sister and the A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb king.

Quite from his nature.—He cannot flatter, he! Corn. What is your difference? speak. An honest mind and plain; he must speak truth: Stew. I am scarce in breath, my lord.

An they will take it, so; if not, he's plain.Kent. No marvel, you have so bestirred your These kind of knaves I know, which in this valour. You cowardly rascal, nature disclaims

plainness in thee: a tailor made thee.

Harbour more craft and more corrupter ends Corn. Thou art a strange fellow: a tailor make That twenty silly ducking observants, a man?

That stretch their duties nicely.

Kent. Sir, in good sooth, in sincere verity, To have her gentleman abused, assaulted, Under the allowance of your grand aspect, For following her affairs.—Put in his legs. Whose influence, like the wreath of radiant fire

[Kent is put in the stocks. On flickering Phæbus' front,

Come, my good lord ; away. Corn. What mean'st by this?

[Exeunt Regan and CORNWALL. Kent. To go out of my dialect, which you Glo. I am sorry for thee, friend : 't is the discommend so much. I know, sir, I am no

duke's pleasure, flatterer: he that beguiled you in a plain accent, Whose disposition, all the world well knows, was a plain knave; which for my part I will Will not be rubbed nor stopped. I 'll entreat not be, though I should win your displeasure to

for thee. entreat me to it.

Kent. Pray, do not, sir. I have watched and Corn. What was the offence you gave him?

travelled hard : Stew. I never gave him any.

Some time I shall sleep out; the rest I 'll whistle. It pleased the king his master, very late,

A good man's fortune may grow out at heels. To strike at me, upon his misconstruction ;

Give you good-morrow. When he, conjunct and flattering his displeasure, Glo. The duke's to blame in this : 't will be Tripped me behind: being down, insulted, railed,

ill taken.

[Erit. And put upon him such a deal of man,

Kent. Good king, that must approve the comThat worthy'd him, got praises of the king

mon saw;
For him attempting who was self-subdued : Thou out of heaven's benediction com'st
And, in the fleshment of this dread exploit, To the warm sun! -
Drew on me here again.

Approach, thou beacon to this under globe,
Kent. None of these rogues and cowards That by thy comfortable beams I may
But Ajax is their fool.

Peruse this letter!-Nothing almost sees miracles, Corn. Fetch forth the stocks, ho! But misery.—I know 't is from Cordelia ; You stubborn ancient knave, you reverent Who hath most fortunately been informed braggart,

Of my obscured course; and shall find time We'll teach you

From this enormous state,-seeking to give Kent. Sir, I am too old to learn. Losses their remedies.-All weary and o'erCall not your stocks for me: I serve the king;

watched, In whose employment I was sent to you: Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold You shall do small respect, shew too bold malice Against the grace and person of my master, Fortune, good night: smile once more; turn Stocking his messenger.

thy wheel!

[He sleeps. Corn. Fetch forth the stocks : As I have life and honour, there shall he sit till noon.

Scene III.-A Part of the leath.
Reg. Till noon! till night, my lord; and all
night too.

Enter Edgar.
Kent. Why, madam, if Iwere your father's dog, Edg. I heard myself proclaimed ;
You should not use me so.

And, by the happy hollow of a tree,
Reg. Sir, being his knave, I will. Escaped the hunt. No port is free; no place,

[Stocks brought out. That guard and most unusual vigilance Corn. This is a fellow of the self-same colour Does not attend my taking. While I may 'scape, Our sister speaks of.—Come, bring away the I will preserve myself: and am bethought stocks.

To take the basest and most poorest shape Glo. Let me beseech your grace not to do so: That ever penury, in contempt of man, His fault is much, and the good king his master ! Brought near to beast. My face I'll grime with Will check him for 't :-your purposed low cor- / filth; rection

Blanket my loins ; elf all my hair in knots ; Is such as basest and contemned'st wretches, And with presented nakedness outface For pilferings and most common trespasses, The winds and persecutions of the sky. Are punished with. The king must take it ill, The country gives me proof and precedent That he, so slightly valued in his messenger, Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices, Should have him thus restrained.

Strike in their numbed and mortified bare arms Corn. I'll answer that.

Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary ; Reg. My sister may receive it much more worse And with this horrible object, from low farms,

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