« ПредыдущаяПродолжить »
Lear. Mean-time we shall express our darker pur
6 Give me the map there. — Know, that we have divided, In three, our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent? To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburden'd crawl toward death. Our son of Corn
wall And you, our no less loving son of Albany, We have this hour a constant will & to publish Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife May be prevented now. The princes, France and Bur
gundy, Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love, Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn, 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 merit doth most challenge it. - Goneril, Our eldest-born, speak first. Gon.
Sir, I Do love you more than words can wield the matter, Dearer than eye-sight, 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.
6 — express our darker purpose.] That is, we have already made known in some measure our desire of parting the kingdom; we will now discover what has not been told before, the reasons by which we shall regulate the partition. This interpretation will justify or palliate the exordial dialogue. Johnson.
and 'tis our fast intent --] Our determined resolution.
constant will —) Constant is firm, determined. Constant will is the certa voluntas of Virgil.
A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable ;
Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister,
your dear highness' love.
Then poor Cordelia ! [Aside.
Lear. To thee, and thine, hereditary ever,
9 Beyond all manner of so much —] Beyond all assignable quantity. I love you beyond limits, and cannot say it is so much, for how much soever I should name, it would be yet more.
that I profess, &c.] In that, i. e. inasmuch as, I profess myself, &c.
2 Which the most precious square of sense possesses;] Perhaps square means only compass, comprehension ; or, the full complement of all the senses.
3 No less in space, validity,) Validity, for worth, value; not for integrity, or good title.
Strive to be interess'do ; what can you say, to draw
Cor. Nothing, my lord.
Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
little, Lest it may mar your fortunes. Cor.
Good my lord,
Lear. But goes this with thy heart?
Ay, good my lord.
Lear. Let it be so, -Thy truth then be thy dower: For, by the sacred radiance of the sun; The mysteries of Hecate, and the night; By all the operations of the orbs, From whom we do exist, and cease to be; Here I disclaim all my paternal care,
4 Strive to be interess'd;] To interest and to interesse, are not, perhaps, different spellings of the same verb, but are two distinct words though of the same import; the one being derived from the Latin, the other from the French interesser.
† “ will come" - MALONE.
Propinquity and property of blood,
Good my liege,
[To CORDELIA. So be my grave my peace, as here I give Her father's heart from her! Call France; - Who
stirs ? Call Burgundy. - Cornwall, and Albany, With my two daughters' dowers digest this third : Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her. I do invest you jointly with my power, Pre-eminence, and all the large effects That troop with majesty. - Ourself, by monthly course, With reservation of an hundred knights, By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode Make with you by due turns. Only we still retain The name, and all the additions to a king;
Revenue, execution of the rest, 7
generation - ] i.e. his children.
Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd,
bound, When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy doom ; And, in thy best consideration, check This hideous rashness : answer my life my judgment, Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least; Nor are those empty-hearted, whose low sound Reverbs 8 no hollowness. Lear.
Kent, on thy life, no more. Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it, Thy safety being the motive. Lear.
Out of my sight! Kent. See better, Lear; and let me still remain The true blank of thine
eye. Lear. Now, by Apollo, Kent.
Now, by Apollo, king, Thou swear'st thy gods in vain. Lear.
O, vassal! miscreant !
[Laying his Hand on his Sword. Alb. Corn. Dear sir, forbear.
8. Reverbs ---] This is, perhaps, a word of the poet's own making, meaning the same as reverberates.
9 The true blank of thine eye.] The blank is the white or exact mark at which the arrow is shot. See better, says Kent, and keep me always in your view.