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You ! did you ? | Have a command to tend you ?
What need one 1
Lear. O, reason not the need : our basest bey. You will return and sojourn with my sister, Are in the poorest things superfluous : Igars Dismissing half your train, come then to me; Allow not nature more than nature needs, I am now from home, and out of that provision Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; Which shall be needful for your entertainment. If only to go warin were gorgeous, Lear. Return to her, and fifty men disiniss'd? Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous No, rather I abjure all roofs, and choose
wear'st, To wage against the enmity o' the air ; Which scarcely keeps thee warm. But, for tuo To be a comrade with the wolf and owl,
need, Necessity's sharp pinch !--Return with her ? You heavens, give me that patience, patience I Why, the hot-blooded France, that dowerless need! took
You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, Our youngest horn, I could as well be brought As full of grief as age; wretched in both! To knee his throne, and, squirelike, pension beg if it be you that stir these daughters' hearts To keep base life afoot ;-Return with her ? Against their father, fool me not so much Persuade me rather to be slave and sumpter To bear it lamely; touch me with noble anger! To this detested groom.
o, let not women's weapons, water-crops,
At your choice, sir. hags,
That alı the world shall--) will do such things,
I have full cause of weeping: but this heart Or rather a disease that's in my flesh,
Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Which I must needs call mine thou art a boil, Or ere I'll weep :-0, fool, I shall go mad! A plague-sore, an embossed carbuncle,
(Exeunt Lear, Gioster, Kent, and Fool. In my corrupted blood. But I'll not chide thee; Corn. Let us withdraw, 'twill be a sturm. Let shame come when it will, I do not call it :
[Storm heard at a distance. I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot,
This house Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove : Is little; the old man and his people cannot Mend, when thou canst; be better at thy leisure: Be well bestow'd. I can be patient; I can stay with Regan,
'Tis his own blame; he hath put 1, and my hundred koights.
Himself from rest, and must needs taste his folly
Not altogether so, sir ; Reg. For his particular, I'll receive him gladly,
So am I purpos'd
Is this well spoken now ? Corn. Follow'd the old man forth :-he is re-
Glo. The king is in high rage. Is it not well ? What should you need of more? Corn.
Whither is he going? Yea, or so many ? sith that both charge and Glo. He calls to horse ; but will I know not danger
wbither. Speak 'gainst so great a number? How, in one Corn. "Tis best to give him way; he leads house,
himself. Should many people, under two commands, Gon. My lord, entreat him by no means to stay. Hold amity ? 'Tis hard; almost impossible. Glo. Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak Gon. Why might not you, my lord, receive at winds tendance
Do sorely ruffle ; for many miles about
O, sir, to wilful men, to slack you,
The injuries, that they themselves procure, We could control ihem: If you will come to me Must be their schoolmasters : Sbut up your doors; (For now I spy a danger,) I entreat you He is attended with a desperate train; To bring but five and twenty ; to no inore And what they may incense him to, being apt Will I give place or notice.
To have his ear abus'd, wisdom bids fear. Lear. I gave you all-
Corn. Shut up your doors, my lord : 'tis a wild
And in good time you gave it. Wight;
[Ereunt. But kept a reservation to be follow'd With such a number: Wbat, must I come to you
SCENE I. A Heath.
Enter Kent, and a Gentleman, meeting. When others are more wicked; not being the Kent. Who's here, beside foul weather ?
Gent. One minded like the weather, most un Stands in some rank of praise : -I'll come Gatheri Kent'I know you ; Where's
the king ? Thy fifty yet doth double five and twenty, Gent. Contending with the fretful element : And thou art twice her love.
Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea,
Hear me, my lord; Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main, What need you five and twenty, ten, or five, That things might change, or cease : tears b To follow in a house, where twice so many
white hair ;.
Which the impetuong blasts, with eyeless rage, I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, Catch in their fury, and make nothing of: I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, Strives in his little world of man to out-scorn You owe me no subscription ; why, then let fall The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man :
But yet I call you servile ministers, The lion and the belly-pinch'd wolf
That have with two pernicious daughters join'd Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,
Your high engender'd batlles, 'gainst a bead And bids what will take all.
So old and white as this. 0!0! 'tis fou!! Kent.
But who is with him 7 Fool. He that has a house to put his bead in,
The cod-piece that will house,
Before the head has any,
The head and he shall louse; Commend a dear thing to yon. There is division, So beggars marry many. Although as yet the face of it be cover'd
The man that makes his toe With mutual cunning, 'twixt Albany and Corn What he his heart should make, wall:
Shall of a corn cry to, Who have (as who have not, that their great stars And iurn his sleep to wake. Thron'd and set high ??) servants, who seem no-for there was never yet fair woman, but she
made mouths in a glass. Which are to France the spies and speculations
Enter Kent Intelligent of our state; what hath been seen, Either in suufts and packings of the dukes; Lear. No, I will be the pattern of all patience, Or the hard rein which both of them have borne I will say nothing. Against the old kind king, or something deeper, Kent. Who's there? Whereof, percharce,these are but furnishings : Fool. Marry, here's grace, and a cod-piece ; But true it is, from France there comes a power that's a wise man and a fool. Into this scatter'd kingdoin; who already Kent. Alas, sir, are you here ? things that love Wise in our negligence, have secret feet
night, In some of our best ports, and are at point Love not such nights as these ; the wrathful skies To show their open banner.--Now to you: Gallow the very wanderers of the dark, If on my credit you dare build so far
And make them keep their caves : Since I was To make your speed to Dover, you shall find
man, Some thai will thank you, making just report
Such sheets of fire, snch bursts of horrid thunter, Of how linnatitral and bemadding sorrow Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never The king hath cause to plain.
Remember to have heard : man's nature canaot I ain a gentleman of blood and breeding;
carry And, from some knowledge and assurance, offer The affliction, nor the fear. This office to you.
Let the great gods, Gent. I will lalk further with you.
That keep this dreadfil pother o'er our heads. Kent.
No, do not. Find out their enemies now. Tremble, toa For confirmation that I am much more,
wretch, Than my out wall, open this purse, and take That hast within thee undivulged crimes, What it contains : If you shall see Cordelia, Unwhipp'd of justice: Hide thee, thou bloody (As fear not but you shall,) show her this ring; band; And she will tell you whic your fellow is Thou perjur'd, and thon simular man of virtue That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm! That art incestnous : Caitiff, to pieces shake, I will go seek the king.
That under covert and convenient seeming Gent. Give me your hand : Have you no more Hast practised on man's life !--Close pent-ap to say ?
guilts, Kent. Few words, but, to effect, more than all Rive your concealing continents, and cry yet:
These dreadful summoners grace. I am a man, That, when we have found the king (in which More sinn'd against, than sinning. your pain
Alack, bare-headed ! That way ;'I'll this;) he that first lights on him, Gracions, my lord, hard by here is a hovel; Holloa the other.
[Exeunt severally. Some friendship will it lend you 'gainst the tem
pest; SCENE II.
Repose you there; while I to this hard house, Another Part of the Heath. Storm continues. (More hard than is the stone whereof 'tis rais d;
Which even but now, demanding after you, Enter Lear and Fool.
Denied me to sine in,) return and force Lear. Blow, wind, and crack your cheeks! Their scanted courtesy. rage! blow!
My wits begin to toru,-You cataracts, and hurricanoes, spont
Come on.my boy: How dost,my boy ? Arteo Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fel cocks !
lov? You sulphurous and thought executing fires, The art of our necessities is strange, Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts, That can make vile things precious. Come, Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking
four hovel, thunder,
Poor lool and knave, I have one part in my heart Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world! That's sorry yet for thee. Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once,
Fool. He that has a little tiny wit.That make ingrateful man !
With a heigh, ho, the wind and the rain, Fool. O nuncle, court holy-water in a diy Must make content with his fortunes fit; house is better than this rain water out o' door. For the rain it raineth every day. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughter's bless Lear. True, my good boy.-Come, bring as to ing! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor
this hovel. (Exeunt Lear and Keel fools.
Fool. This is a brave night to cool a courtesia Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout - I'll speak a prophecy ere I go: rain !
When priests are more in word than matter; Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughte*; |
When brewers mar their malt with water;
When nobles are their tailors' tutors; In, boy ; go first.-[ To the Fool. ) You houselese
Nay, gel thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep:No squire in debt, nor no poor knight ;
(Fool goes in. When slanders do not live in tongues;
Poor paked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, Nor cutpurses come not to throngs;
That bide the peluing of this pitiless storm, When usurers tell their gold i' the field; How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, And bawds and whores do churches build : Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend Then shall the realm of Albion
you Come to great confusion.
From seasons, such as these? O, I have ta'en Then comes the time, who lives to see't, Too little care of this ! Take physick, poinp; That going shall be us'd with feet.
Expose thy self to feel what wretches feel; This prophecy Merlin shall make ; for I live be- That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, fore his time.
[Erit. And show the heaveus more just SCENE III. 4 Room in Gloster's Castle.
Edg. (Within. 1 Fathom and hall, fathom and
halt! Poor Tom ! Enter Gloster and Edmund.
[The Fool runs out from the Hovel. Glo. Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this Help me, help me!
Fool. Come not iu here, Duncle, here's a spirit. unuatural dealing ; When I desired their leave that I might pily him, they took from me the use
Kent. Give me thy hand.-Who's there? of mine own house ; charged me, on pain of
Fool. A spirit, a spirit; he says his name's their perpetual displeasure, neither to speak of Kent. What art thou that dost grumble there
i' the straw ?
Enter Edgar, disguised as a Madman. than that: I have received a letter this night; -'uis dangerous to be spoken :-I have locked Through the sharp hawthorn blows the cold
Edg. Away! the foul fiend follows me :-the letter in my closet: these injuries the king
wind. now bears will be revenged home; there is part Humph! go to thy cold bed, and warm thee. of a power already footed : we must incline to the king. I will seek him, and privily relieve and art thou come to this?
Lear. Hast thou given all to thy two daughters 7 hin: go you, and maintain talk with the duke, that my charity be not of him perceived: If he whom the foul fiend hath led through fire and
Edg. Who gives any thing to poor Tom ? ask for me, I am ill, and gone to bed. If I die through fame, through ford and whirlpool, over for it, as no less is threatened me, the king my bog and quaglitre, that hath laid kvives under old master must be relieved... There is some his pillow, and halters in his pew; set ratsbane strange things toward, Edmund : pray you be by his porridge; made him proud of heart, to careful.
[Exit ride on a bay 'trotting-horse over four-incher Elm. This courtesy, forbid thee, shall the duke bridges, to course his own shadow for a traitor: This seems a fair deserving, and must draw me |--Bless thy five wits! Tom's a cold.-0, do de;
do de, do de.-Bless thee from whirlwinds, star. That which my father loses; no less than all : The younger rises, when the old doth fall. (Erit. whom the foul fiend vexes: There could I have
blasting, and taking! Do poor Tom some charity, SCENE IV. A Part of the Heath, with a Hovel. him now,--and there,-and there, and there
again, and there.
(Storm continues. Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool.
Lear. What, have his daughters brought him Kent. Here is the place, my lord; good my to this pass ? lord, enter :
Could'st thou save nothing? Did'st thou give The tyranny of the open night's too rongh
them all ? For nature to endure.
[Storm still. Fool. Nay, he reserved a blanket, else we had Lear. Let me alone.
been all shamed. Kent. Good my lord, enter here.
Lear. Now, all the plagues that in the pendu-
Wilt break my heart? lous air
Lear. Death, traitor nothing could have
subdu'd nature But where the greater malady is fix'd,
To such a lowness, but his unkind danghters.The lesser is scarce felt. Thou'dst shun a bear; Is it the fashion, that discarded fathers But if thy flight lay toward the raging sea, Should have thus little mercy on their flesh ? Thou’dst meet the beari' the mouth. When the Judicious punishment ! 'Twas this flesh begot mind's free,
Those pelican daughters. The body's delicate : the tempest in my mind Edg. Pillicock sat on pillicock’s-hill ;Doth from my senses take all feeling else, Halloo, halloo, loo, loo! Save what beats tbere.-Filial ingratitnde ! Fool.' This cold night will turn us all to fools Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand, and madmen. For lifting food to't ?-But I will punish home: Edg. Take heed o' the foul fiend : Ohey thy No, I will weep no more.--In such a night parents; keep thy word justly ; swear not; To'shut me oui !-Pour on; I will endure: cominit not with man's sworn sponse ; set not In such a night as this !-O Regan, Goneril!-- thy sweetheart on proud array: Tom's a-cold. Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave Lear. What hast thon been? all,
Edg. A serving-man, proud in heart and mind; 0, that way madness lies ; let me shun that; that curled my bair; wore gloves in my cap; No more of that,
served the lust of my mistress' heart, and did the Kent.
Good, my lord, enter here act of darkness with her; swore as many oaths Lear. 'Prythee, go in thyself; seek thine own as I spake words, and broke them in the sweet
face of heaven: one, that slept in the contriving This tempest will not give me leave to ponder of Inst, and waked to do it: 'Wine loved I deep. On things would hurt me more.But I'll go in : 1;. dice dearly; and in woman, out-paramoured
the Turk : False of heart, light of ear, bloody of His wits begin to ansettle. hand; Hog in sloth, fox in stealth, woli in Glo.
Canst thou blame him? greediness, dog in madness, lion in prey. Let His daughters seek his death :—Ah, that good not the creaking of shoes, nor the rustling of Kent ! silks, betray thy poor heart to women • Keep thy He said it would be thus :-Poor banish'd man foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, Thou say'st, the king grows mad; l'll tell ther, thy pen from lenders' books, and defy the foni
friend, fiend. -Still through the hawthorn blows the cold I am almost mad myself; I had a son, wind; Says suum, mon, ha no nonny, dolphin Now outlaw'd from my blood; he sought my my boy, my boy, sessa ; let him trot by.
life, [Storm still continues. But lately, very late ; I lov'd him, friend, Lear. Why, thou wert better in thy grave than No father his son dearer : true to tell thee, to unswer with thy uncovered body this extre
(Storm continuu. mity of the skies. -- Is man no more than this ? The grief hath craz'd my wits. What a night's Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no this! silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the I do beseech your grace, cat no perfume :-Hal there's three of us are Lear.
0, cry you merey, sophisticated !-Thou art the thing itself :-unac Noble philosopher, your company. commodated man is no more but such a poor, Edg. Tom's a-cold. bare,"forked animal as thou art.-Off, off, you Glo. In, fellow, there, to the hovel; keep thee lendings :-Come ; unbution here.
warm. (Tearing off his Clothes. Lear. Come, let's in all. Fool. 'Prythee, nuncle, be contented; this is a
This way, my lord. naughty night to swim in.-Now a little fire in a Lear.
With him; wild field were like an old lecher's beart; a small I will keep still with my philosopher. spark, all the rest of his body cold.-Look, here Kent. Good! my lord, south him: let him take comes a waiking fire.
the fellow Edg. This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet : he Glo. Take nm you on. begins at curfew, and walks till the first cock : he Kent. Sirrah, come on; go along with us gives the web and the pin, squints the eye, and Lear. Come, gooi Athenian. makes the hare-lip: mildews the white wheat, Glo.
No words, no words: and hurts the poor creatures of earth.
Hush. Saint Withold fooled thrice the wold;
Edg. Child Rowland to the dark tower came,
I smell the blood of a Brilish man.
(Ezeunt And, aroint thee, witch, aroint thee! Kent. How fares your grace ?
SCENE V. A Room in Gloster's Castle
Enter Cornwall and Edmund.
Corn. I will have my revenge, ere I depart his Lear. What's he?
house. Kent. Who's there? What is't you seek? Glo. What are you there? Your pames?
Edm. How, my lord, I may be censured, that Edg. Poor Tom; that cuts the swimming frog, nature thus gives way to loyalty, something fears the toad, the tadpole, the wall-newi, and the me to think of. water: that in the fury of his heart when the foul your brother's evil disposition made him seek
Coin. I now perceive, it was not altogether fiend rages, eats cow-dung, for sallets; swallows his death; but a provoking merit, set a work by the old rat, and the ditchalog; drinks the green a reprovable badness in hinself. mantle of the standing pool; who is whipped Edm. How malicious is my fortune, that I from ty thing to tything, and stocked, and iinprisoned ; who hath had three suits to his must repent to be just! This is the letter be spoke
of which approves him an intelligent party to back, six shirts to his body, horse to ride, and the advantages of France. O heavens! thai nhia Weapon to wear,
treason were not, or not I the detector! But inice and rats, and such small deer,
Corn. Go with me to the duchess. Have been Tom's food for seven long year. Edm. If the matter of this paper be certain, Beware my follower: Peace, Smolkin; peace, you have mighty business in hand.
thou fiend! Glo. What, hath yoar grace no better com-Gloster. Seek ont where thy father is, that he
Corn. 'Trne, or false, it hath made thee earl of pany ?
may be ready for oar apprehension. Edg. The prince of darkness is a gentleman;
Edm. (Aside.) If I find him comforting the Modo he's call'd, and Mahu. Glo. Our flesh and blood, my lord, is grown so king, it will stur his suspicion more fully
persevere ip my course of loyalty, though the vile,
conflict be sore between that and my blood. That it doth hate what gets it.
Corn. I will lay trust upon thee; and thea Edg. Poor Tom's a-cold.
shalt fiud a dearer father in my love. (Eseunt. Glo. Go in with me: my duty cannot suffer To obey in all your daughter's hard commands:
SCENE VI. Though their injunction be to bar my doors
A Chamber in a Furm-House, adjoining the And let this tyrannous night take hold upon you,
Castle. Yet have I ventured to come seek you out, And bring you where both fire and food is ready. Enter Gloster, Lear, Kent, Fool, and Edgar. Lear. First let me talk with this philosopher :- Glo Here is better than the open air; take it What is the cause of thunder ?
thankfully; I will piece out the comfort with Kent. Good niy lord, take his offer;
what addition I can: I will not be long from you. Go into the horise.
Kent. All the power of his wits has given way Lear. I'll talk a word with this same learned to his impatience;-The gods reward your kind Theban :
(Esii Gloster. What is your stndy ?
Edg. Frateretto calls me; and tells me Nero Edg. How to prevent the fiend, and to kill is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, iovermin.
nocent, and beware the foui fiend. Lear. Let me ask you one word in private. Fbol. Pr'ythee, nuocie, tell me, whether Kent. Importune bim once more to go,my lord, I madman be a gentleman, or a yeoman 7
And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity to the fool.
Lear. A king, a king!
I do not like the fashion of your garments : you Fbol. No; he's a yeoman, that has a gentle will say, they are Persian aitire ! but let them be man to his son: for he's a mal yeoman, that sees changed.
170 Edgar. his son a gentleman belore him.
Kent. Now, good my lord, lie here, and rest Lear. To have a thousand with red burning a while. Come hissing in upon them :
(spils Lear. Make no noise, make no noise; draw Edg: The foul fiend bites my back.
the curtains : So, so, so : We'll go to supper il Fool. He's mad, that trusts in the tameness of the morning : So, so, so. a wolf, a horse's heels, a boy's love, or a whore's Fool. And I'll go to bed at noon. oath. Lear. It shall be done, I will arraign them
Re-enter Gloster. straight :
Glo. Come hither, friend : Where is the king Come, sit thuu here, most learned justicer :
my master ?
| To Edgar. Kent. Here, sir ; but trouble him not, his wits Thou, sapient sir, sit here. [ To the Fool]-Now, are gone. you she foxes
Glo. Good friend, I pr'ythee take him in thy Edg: Look, where he stands and glares !
arms; Wantest thou eyes at trial, madam 1
I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him:
And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou
shalt meet Why she dares not come over to thee. Both welcome and protection. Take up thy Edg: The toul fiend hannts poor Tom in the master: voice of a nightingale. Hopdance cries in Tou's If thou should'st dally half an honr, his life, belly for two white herrings. Croak not, wlack With thine, and all that offer to defend him, angel; I have no food for thee.
Stand in assured loss : Take up, take up ; Kent. How do you, sir ? Stand you not so And follow me, that will to svinc provision amaz'd :
Give thee quick conduct. Will yon lie down and rest upon the cushions ? Kent.
Oppress'd nature sleeps :Lear. I'll see their trial first :-Bring in the 'This rest might yet have balm'd thy broken senses, evidence
Which, if convenience will not allow, Thou robed man of justice, take thy place; Stand in hard cure.-Come, help to bear thy
( To Edgar. master;
Thou must not stay behind. [To the Fool.
Come, come, away. Bench by his side :-You are of the connaission,
(Exeunt Kent, Gloster, and the Fool, Sit you too.
bearing off the King.
Edg. When we our betters se bearing our woes,
Who alone suflers, suffers most i' the mind;
But then the mind much sutterance doth o'erskip, Pur! the cat is gray.
When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship. Lear. Arraigo her first ; 'tis Goneril. I here How light and portable my pain seems now, take my oath before this honourable assembly, When that, which makes me bend, makes the she kicked the poor king her father.
king bow ; Fool. Come bither, mistress ; Is your name He childed, as I father'd l-Tom, away : Goneril?
Mark the high noises: and thyself bewray, Lear. She cannot deny it.
When false opinion, whose wrong thoughi defiles Fool. Cry you mercy, I took you for a jointstool.
In thy just proof, repeals, and reconciles thee. Lear. And here's another, whose warp'd looks What will hap more to-night, safe scape the king! proclaim Lurk, lurk.
(Eril. What store her heart is made of.-Stop her there!
SCENE VII. A room in Gloster's Castle. Arms, arms, sword, fre!--Corruption in the place
Enter Cornwall, Regan, Goneril, Edmund, and False justicer, why hast thou let her 'scape ?
Corn. Post speedily to my lord your husband; Kent. O pity ! --Sir, where is the patience now, show him this letter ;-the army of France is That you so oft have boasted to retain ?
landed :-Seek out the villain Gloster. Edg: My tears begin to take his part so much,
(Ereunt some of the Servants. They'll mar my counterfeiting, (Aside. Reg. Hang him instantly. Lear. The little dogs and all,
Gon. Pluck out his eyes. Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark Corn. Leave him to my displeasure. --Edmund, at me.
keep you our sister company ; the revenges we Edg. Tom will throw his head at them are bound to take upon your traitorons father, Avaunt, you curs !
are not fit for your beholding. Advise the duke, Be thy mouth or black or white,
where you are going, to a most festinate prepara. Tooth that poisons if it bite;
tion; we are bound to the like. Our post shall
How now? Where's the king?
Stero. My lord of Gloster hutb convey'd hina Do de, de de. Sessa. Come, march to wales hence: and fairs, and market towns :-Poor Tom, they some five or six and thirty of his knights horn is dry
Hot questrists after him, met him at gate; Lear. Then let them anatomize Regan, see who with some other of the lord's dependants,
what breeds about her heart : Is there any cause Are gone with him towards Dover ; where they 1 in nature, that makes these hard hearts 1 - You,
boast sir, I entertain you for one of my hundred ; only to have well armed friends,