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Get horses for your mistress. Reg. How now, you dog? Gon. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.
Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your
chin, | Ereunt Goneril and Edmund. I'd shake it on this quarrel ; What do you mean? Corn. Edmund, farewell.-Go, seek the traitor Corn. My villain! (Draws, and runs at him Gloster,
Seru. Nay, then come on, and take the chance Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us.
of anger. [Exeunt other Servants. (Lraws. They fight. Corn. is wounded Though well we may not pass upon his life Reg. Give me thy sword. - To another Serv.) Without the form of justice ; yet our power
A peasant stand up thus ! Shall do a courtesy to our wrath, which men
Snalches a Sword, comes behind him, May blame, but not control. Who's there? The
and stabs him. traitor ?
Sero. O, I am slain l-My lord, you have one Re-enter Servants, wrth Gloster.
To see some mischief on him :-0! [Dies. Reg. Ingrateful fox! 'lis he.
Corn. Lest it see more, prevent it Oui, vile Corn. Bind fast his corky arms.
jelly! Glo. What mean your graces Good my Where is thy lustre now? friends, consider
Tears out Gloster's other eye, and theroes ou are my guests : do me no foul play, friends
it on the ground. Corn. Bind him, I say.
Servants bind him. Glo. All dark and comfortless.- Where's my Reg.
Hard, hard :-O filthy traitor. son Edmund ? Glo. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none. Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature, Corn. To this chair bind him :
-Villain, thou To quit this horrid act. shalt find (Regan plucks his Beard. Reg.
Out, treacherous villain! Glo. By the kind gods, 'lis most ignobly done, Thou call'st on him that hates thee: it was he To pluck me by the beard.
That made the overture of thy treasons to us; Reg. So white, and such a traitor!
Who is too good to pity thee.
O my follies!
look you? Reg. Be simple answerd, for we know the truth. Corn. I have receiv'd a hurt;-Follow me, Corn. And what confederacy have you with
lady: the traitors
Turn out that eyeless villain ;-throw this slave Late footed in the kingdom ?
Upon the dunghill. -Regan, I bleed apace : Reg. To whose hands have you sent the luna. Untimely comes this hurt: Give me your arm. tick king ?
[Erit Cornwall, led by Regan -Serranis Speak
unbind Gloster, and lead him out. Glo. I have a letter guessingly set down, 1 Serv. I'll never care what wickedness I do, Which came from one that's of a neutral heart, If this man come to good. And not from one oppos'd.
If she live long, Corn. Cunning.
And, in the end, meet the old course of death,
And false. Women will all turn monsters. Corn. Where hast thou sent the king ?
1 Sero. Let's follow the old earl, and get the Glo.
Wherefore To lead him where he would; his roguish madness To Bover? Wast thou not charg'd at thy peril-Allows itself to any thing. Corn. Wherefore to Dover ? Let him first an 2 Sero. Go thou; I'll fetch some flax and whilas
swer that. Glo. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand To apply to his bleeding face. Now, heaven hely the course.
(Eseunt severalny. Reg. Wherefore to Dover ? Glo. Because I would not see thy cruel nails Pluck out his poor old eyes; nor thy fierce sister
ACT IV. In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs.
SCENE I. The Heath The sea, with such a storm as his bare head
Enter Edgar. In hell-black night endur'd, would have buoy'd
Edg. Yet better thus, and known to be conup, And quench'd the stelled fires: yet, poor old heart,
temn'd, He holp the heavens to rain.
Than still contemn'd and flatter'd. To be worst, If wolves had at thy gate howl'd that stern time, The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune, Thou should'st have said, Good porter turn the Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear: key;
The lamentable change is from the best; All cruel's else subscrib'd:But I shall see The wors returns to laughter. Welcoine then, The winged vengeance overtake such children. Thou ursubstantial air, that I embrace ! Corn. See it shalt thou never :--Fellows, hold The wretch, that thou hast blown unto the wors the chair :
Owes nothing to thy biasta.-But who coma Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.
Enter Gloster, led by an old Man.
My father, poorly led ?-World, world, world! Glo. He, thai will think to live till he be old, Bit that thy strange mutations make us hate tee, Give me some help :-0 cruel! O ye gods!
Life would not yield to age. Reg. One side will mock another; the other too. Old Man. O my good lord, I have been your Corn. If you see vengeance,
Kenant, and your father's tenant, these foursoon Sero. have serv'd you ever since I was a child ; Hold your hand, my lord years.
Glo. Away, get thee away; good friend, begone: But better service have I never done you,
Thy comforts can do me no good at all, Than now to bid you hold
I Thee they may hurt.
Old Man. Alack, sir, you cannot see your way.1. Edg.
Give me thy arm; Glo. I have no way, and therefore want no eyes; Poor Tom shall lead thee.
(Excunt. I stumbled when I saw : Full oft 'tis seen,
Before the Duke of Albany's Palace. The food of thy abused father's wrath ?
Enter Goneril and Edmund; Steward meeting Might I but live to see thee in my touch,
Gon Welcome, my lord : I marvel, our mild
husband Edg. (Aside. ] O gods! Who is't can say, I am Not met us on the way :-Now, where's your at the worst?
master ? I am worse than e'er I was.
Stero. Madam, within ; but never man 80 Old Man.
'Tis poor mad Tom. Edg. (Aside.) And worse I may be yet; The I told him of the army that was landed ;
chang'd: worst is not,
He smil'd at it: I told him, you were coming ; So long as we can say, This is the worst. Old Man. Fellow, where goest ?
His answer was, The worse : of Gloster's Glo. Is it a beggar man 7 And of the loyal service of his son,
treachery, Old Man. Madman and beggar too. Glo. He has some reason, else he could not beg, And told me, I had turn'd the wrong side out :
When I inform'd him, then he call'd me sot; l' the last night's storm I such a fellow saw ; Which made me think a man a worm : My son
What most he should dislike, seems pleasant to
What like, offensive.
Then shall you go no further. more since:
(70 Edmund. As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; It is the cowish terror of his spirit, They kill us for their sport.
That dares not undertake : he'll not feel wrongs, Edg.
How should this be ? Which tie him to an answer: Our wishes on the Bad is the trade must play the fool to sorrow, Angʻring itself and others. (Aside.) -Bless thee, May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my bro
ther ; Glo. Is that the naked fellow 1
Hasten his masters, and conduct his powers : Old Man.
Ay, my lord. Glo. Then, 'pr'ythee, get thee gone: if, for my into my husband's hands. This trusty servant
I must change arms at home, and give the distaff Sake Thou wilt o'ertake is, hence a mile or twain,
Shall pass between us : ere long you are like to
hear, l' the way to Dover, do it for ancient love;
If you dare venture in your own behalf, And bring some covering for this naked soul, A mistress's command. Wear this; spare speech; Whom I'll entreat to lead me. Old Man. Alack, sir, he's mad. Decline your head : this kiss, if it durst speak,
(Giving a favour. Glo. "Tis the time's plague, wb madmen Would stitch thy spirits up into the air ;
lead the blind. Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure;
Conceive, and fare thee well.
Edm. Yours in the ranks of death. Above the rest, be gone.
My most dear Gloster ! Old Man. I'll bring him the best 'parel that I
Erit Edmund. have,
0, the difference of man, and man! Come on't what will.
(Erit. To thee a woman's services are due ; Glo. Sirrah, naked fellow. Edg. Poor Tom's a cold.-I cannot daub it
My fool usurps my bed.
Madam, here comes my lord. (Aside.
(Exit Steward. Glo. Come hidher, fellow. Edg. Aside.) And yet I must.-Bless thy
Enter Albany. sweet eyes, they bleed.
Gon, I have been worth the whistle. Glo. Know'st thou the way to Dover ?
O Goncrill Edg. Both stile and gate, horse-way, and foot. You are not worth the dust which the rude wind path. Poor Tom hath been scared out of his Blows in your face-1 sear your disposition : good wits: Bless the gool man from the foul That nature, which contemns its origin, hend ! Five fiends have been in poor Tom at Cannot be border'd certain in itself;' once; of lust, as Obidicut; Hobbididance, prince She that herself will sliver and disbranch of dumbness ; Mahu, of stealing; Modo, of mur- From her material sap, perforce must wither, der; and Flibbertigibbet, of mopping and mow. And come to deadly lise. ing; who since possesses chambermaids and Gon. No more: the text is foolish. waiting women. So, bless thee, master!
Alb. Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem Glo. Here take this purse, thou whom the vile: heaven's plagues
Filths savour but themselves. What have you Have humbled to all strokes : that I am wretched, done? Makes thee the happier :-Heavens, deal so still i Tigers, not danghters, what have you perform'd ? Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted man, A father, and a gracions aged man, That slaves your ordinance, that will not see Because he doth not feel, feel your power
Whose reverence the head-lugg'd bear would
Most barbarous, most degenerate ! have you So distribution should undo excess,
madded. And each man have enough.-Dost thou know Conld my good brother soffer you to do it ? Dover ?
A man, a prince, by him so benefited ? Edg. Ay, master.
If that the heavens do not their visible spirits Glo. There is a cliff, whose high and bending Send quickly down to tame these vile offences, head
"Twill come, Looks fearfully in the confined deep:
Humanity must perforce prey on itself, Bring me but to the very brim of it,
Like monsters of the deep. And I'll repair ine misery thou dosi bear, Gon.
Milk-liver'd man ! With something rich about me: from that place that bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for I shall no leading need.
Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning And now and then an ample tear trill'd down Thiue honour from thy suffering ; that not Her delicate cheek: it seem'd, she was a queen know'st,
Over her passion; who, most rebel-like,
O, then it mor'd her. thy drum?
Gent. Not to a rage ! patience and sorrow France spreads his banners in our noiseless land; strove With plumed helm thy slayer begins threats; Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Whilst thou, a moral fool, sit'st still, and cry'st, Sunshine and rain at once ; her smiles and st Alack! why does he so ?
Were like ;-a better way. Those happy smiles, Alb.
See thyself, devil! That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to ko Proper deformity seems not in the fiend What guests were in her eyes; which pared So horrid, as in woman.
thence, Gon. O vain fool!
As pearls from diamonds dropp'd-In brie, Alb. Thon changed and self-cover'd thing, for sorrow shame,
Would be a rarity most belor'd, if all
Made she no verbal question? They are apt enough to dislocate and tear Gent. 'Faith, once, or twice, she heard the Thy flesh and bones ;-Howe'er thou art a fiend, name of father A woman's shape doth shield thee.
Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart: Gon. Marry, your manhood now !
Cried, Sisters? sisters !-Shame of ladies 1
sisters / Enter a Messenger.
Kent! father! sisters! What 7 if the store! Alb. What news?
i' the night? Mess. O, my good lord, the Duke of Cornwall's Let pity not be believed !-- There she
The holy water from her heavenly eyes, Slain by his servant, going to put out
And clamour moisten'd: then away she started The other eye of Gloster.
To deal with grief alone.
It is the stars, Mess. A servant that he bred, thrill'd with re- The stars above is, govern our conditions ; morse,
Else one self mate and mate could not beget Oppos'd against the act, bending his sword Such different issues. You spoke not with her To his great master; who, thereat enrag'd,
since ? Flew on him, and amongst them felld him dead : Gent. No. But not without that harmful stroke, which since Kent. Was this before the king retarn'd ? Hath pluck'd him after.
No, since This shows you are above, Kent. Well, sir ; The poor distress'd Lear is i You justicers, that these our nether crimes
the town: So speedily can venge !-But, O poor Gloster! Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers Lost he his other eye?
What we are come about, and by no means Mess.
Both, both, my lord. - Will yield to see his daughter. This letter, madam, craves a speedy answer ; Gent.
Why, good ser? 'Tis from yonr sister.
Kent. A sovereign shame so elbows him : his Gon. [ Aside. 1 One way I like this well;
own unkindness, Blit being widow, and my Gloster with her, That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn' ber May all the building in my fancy pluck To foreign casualties, gave her dear righis Upon my hateful life : Another way,
To his dog-hearted daughters,--these things sting The news is not so tart.-I'll read and answer.
His mind so venomously, that burning shame
[Exit. Detains him from Cordelia. Alb. Where was his son, when they did take Gent
Alack, poor gentleman! bis eyes?
Kent. Of Albany's and Cornwali's powers you M®88. Come with my lady hither.
heard not! Alb.
He is not here.
Gent "Tis so, they are afoot. MP88. No, my good lord; I met him back again. Kent. Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Alb. Knows he the wickedness?
Lear Mess. Ay, my good lord ; 'twas he inform'd And leave you to attend him: some dear canse against him ;
Will in concealment wrap ine up awhile: And quit the house on purpose, that their pu- When I am known arighi, you shall not griete nishment
Leudiug me this acquaintance. I pray you, to Might have the freer course.
Along with me.
Gloster, I live
SCENE TV. The same. A Tent
[Exeunt. Tell me what more thou knowest.
Enter Cordelia, Physician, and Soldiers
Cor. Alack, 'tis be ; why, he was met e'en nou SCENE II. The French Camp near Dover.
As mad as the vex' sea : singing aloud ;
Crown'd with rank fumiter, and furrow weeds, Kent. Why the King of France is so suddenly With ha-locks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-Bowers
Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow gone hack know you the reason ? Gent. Something he left imperfect in the state,
In our sustaining corn -A century send forth; Which since his coming forth is thought of; which Search every acre in the high grown fieli, Imports to the kingdom so much fear and danger, And bring him to our eye. [Erit an Officer That his personal return was most reqnired,
What can man's wisdom do, And necessary.
In the restoring of his bereaved sense ? Kent. Who hath he left behind him, general ? Hy, that helps him, take all iny outward worth Gent. The Mareschal of France, Monsieur le Phy: There is means, madam :
Qur foster nurse of nature is repose, Kent. Did your letters pierce the queen to any l'he which he lacks; that to provoke in him, demonstration of grief?
Are many simples operative, whose power Gent. Ay, sir, she took them, read them io my Will close the eye of anguish. presence ;
All bless'd secreta
All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth,
Edg. You do climb up it now: look, how we Spring with my lears! be aidant, and remediate, labour. In the good man's distress I-Seek, seek for him; Glo. Methinks the ground is even. Lest his ungovern'd rage dissolve the life
Horrible steep : That wants the means to lead it
Hark, do you hear the sea !
No, truly. Mess.
Edg. Why, then your other senses grow imThe British powers are marching hitherward.
perfect Cor. "Tis known before ; our preparation stands By your eyes' anguish.
Glo. In expectation of them.-- dear father,
So may it be, indeed :
Methinks, thy voice is alter'd; and thou speak'st It is thy business that I go about; Therefore great France
In better phrase, and matter, than thou didst. My mourning, and important tears, hath pitied.
Edg. You are much deceiv'd; in nothing am No blown ambition doth our arms incite,
I chang'd, But love, dear love, and our ag'd father's right;
But in my garments. Soon may I hear, and see him. (Exeunt
Methinks, you are better spoken.
Edg. Come on, sir; here's the place :-stand SCENE V. A Room in Gloster's Castle.
still.-How fearful Enler Regan and Stewaru.
And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low!
The crows, and choughs, thai wing the midway Reg. But are my brother's powers set forth?
Show scarce so gross as beetles: Half way down Reg.
Himself Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful tradel In person there?
Methinks, he seerns no bigger than his head: Steu. Madam, with much ado:
The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Your sister is the better soldier.
Appear like míce; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Reg. Lord Edmund spake not with your lord Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy at home?
Almost too small for sight : The murmuring Stero. No, madam.
surge, Reg. What might import my sister's letter to that on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Reg. 'Faith, he is posted hence on serious Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight matter.
Topple down headlong. It was great ignorance, Gloster's eyes being out, Glo.
Set me where you stand. To let him live; where he arrives, he moves
Edg. Give me your hand : You are now within All hearts against us ; Edmund, I think, is gone,
a foot In pity of his misery, to despatch
Of the extreme verge : for all beneath the moon His nighted life ; moreover, to descry
Would I not leap upright. The strength o' the enemy:
Glo. Siew. I must needs after him, madam, with my Here, friend, is another purse ; in it a jewel
Let go my hand. letter.
Well worth a poor man's taking; Fairies, and Reg. Our troops set forth to-morrow; stay
Prosper it with thee! Go thon further off;
I may not, madam ;| Edg. Now fare you well, guod sir.
Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going. My lady charg'd my duty in this business
[Seems to go. Řeg. Why should she write to Edmund ? Might Glo.
With all my heart. not you
Edg. Why I do trifle thus with his despair, Transport her purposes by word ? Belike,
Is done to cure it. Something I know not what :-I'll love thee
O you mighty gods! Let me unseal the letter.
(much, This world I do renounce; and, in your sights, Stew.
Madam, 1 had rather- Shake patiently my great affliction off: Reg. I know, your lady does not love her If I could bear it longer, and not fall husband;
To quarrel with your great opposeless wills,
My guuft, and loathed part of nature, should
looks, To noble Edmund : I know, you are of her Now, fellow, fare thee well.
[He leaps, and falls along. bosom.
Goue, sir? farewell. Stero. I, madam ?
And yet I know not how conceit may rob Reg. I speak in understanding; you are, 1 The treasury of life, when life itself know it:
Yields to the theft': Had he been where he Therefore, I do advise you, take this note :
thought, My lord is dead ; Edmund and I have talk'd ;
By this, had thought been past.-Alive, dead? Aud more convenient is he for my hand, Than for your lady's :-You may gather more. This might he pass indeed :-Yet he revives:
Ho, you sir! friend !-Hear you, sir ?-speak! If you do find him, pray you, give him this;
What are you, sir ? And when your mistress hears thus much from
Away, and let me die. you,
Edg. Had'st thou been aught but gossomer, I pray, desire her call her wisdom to her.
feathers, air, So, fare you well.
So many fathom down precipitating, If you do chance to hear of that blind traitor,
Thou had'st shiver'd like an egg : but thou dost Preferment falla on him that cuts him off. Stew. 'Would, I could meet him, madam! 1 Hast heavy substance; bleed'st not; speak’st;
breathe ; would show
art sound. What party I do follow.
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? Enter Gloster and Edgar,dressed like a Peasant.
Edg. From the dread summit of this chalky Glo. When shall we come to the top of that bourn: sa me hill?
Look up a-height ;-the shrill-gorg'd lark so far 63
Cannot be seen or heard : do but look up. But to the girdle do the gods inherit,
Beneath is all the fiends; there's hell, there's Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit,
darkness, To end itself by death ? 'Twas yet some comfort, There is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage, stench, consumption ;-Fie, fie, fie; pah; pab! And frustrate his proud will.
Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to Edg.
Give me your arm : sweeten my imagination; there's money for thee. Up:-30;-How is 't? Feel you your legs? You Glo. 0, let me kiss that hand ! stand.
Lear. Let me wipe it first; it smells of mor. Glo. Too well, too well.
This is above all strangeness. Glo. O ruin'd piece of nature ! This great world Upon the crown o' the cliff, what thing was that Shall so wear out to nought-Dost thou know Which parted from you?
me ? Glo.
A poor unfortunate beggar. Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough Edg. As I stood here below, methought, his Dost thou squiny at me ? No, do thy worst, eyes
blind Cupid ; I'll not love.- Read thou this Were two full moons; he had a thousand noses, challenge; mark but the penning of it. Horns welk'd, and wav'd like the enridged sea ; Glo. Were all the letters suns, I could not see It was some fiend: therefore, thou happy father, Think that the clearest gods, who make them Edg. I would not take this from report;-it is, honours
And my heart breaks at it. of men's impossibilities, have preserv'd thee. Lear. Read.
Glo. I do remember now; henceforth l'll bear Glo. What, with the case of eyes ?
Lear. O, ho, are you there with me ? No eyes Enoug', enough, and die. That'thing you speak in your head, nor no money in your purse? Poar of,
eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light: I took it for a man; often 'twould say,
Yet you see how this world goes. The fiend, the fiend : he led me to that place. Gló. I see it feelingly. Edg. Bear free and patient thoughts.-But who Lear. What, art mad ? A man may see how comes bere?
this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine
ears: see how yon' justice rails upon yon' simple Enter Lear, fantastically dressed up with thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, Flowers.
handy-dandy, which is the jnstice, which is the The safer sense will ne'er accommodate
thief!--Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at His master thus.
a beggar? Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coining; Glo. Ay, sir. I am the king himself.
Lear. And the creature run from the car! Edg. O thou side-piercing sight!
There thou might'st behold the great image of Lear. Nature's above art in that respect. authority : a dog's obey'd in office. There's your press-money. That fellow handles Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand : his bow like a crow-keeper: draw me a clothier's Why dost thou lash that whore ? Strip thine oso yard. -Look, look, a niouse! Peace, peace ; back; this piece of toasted cheese will do 'l. - There's Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind my gauntlet ; I'll prove it on a giant-Bring up For which thou whipp'st her. The usurer hangs the brown bills. -0, well fown, bird !-,' the the cozener. clout, i' the clout; hewgh!-Give the word. Through tatter'd clothes sma!! vices do appear: Edg. Sweet marjoram.
Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sia Lear. Pass.
with gold, Glo. I know that voice.
And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks: Lear. Ha! Gonerill-with a white beard !-Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it They flatter'd me like a dog; and told me, I had None does offend, none, I say, none; I'll able white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were 'em : ihere. To say, ay, and no, to every thing I said ! Take that of me, my friend, who have the power -Ay and no too was no good divinity. When To seal the accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes; the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to And, like a scurvy politician, seem make me chatter; when the thunder would not to see the things thou dost not.-Now, now, peace at my bidding; there I found them, there
now, now: I smelt them out. Go to, they are not men o' Pull off my boots :-harder, harder; so. their words: they told me I was every thing: 'tis Eng. O, matter and impertinency mix'd! a lie; I am not ague-proof.
Reason in madness! Glo. The trick of that voice I do well remem Lear. If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my ber:
eyes. Is 't not the king ?
I know thee well enongh; thy name is Gloster: Lear.
Ay, every inch a king: Thou must be patient; we came crying hither: When I do stare, see, how the subject quakes. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the I pardon that man's life : what was thy cause ? air, Adultery!
We wawl, and cry - I will preach to thee: mark Thou shalt not die ; die for adultery! No: The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded fly Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Does lecher in my sight.
Lear. When we are boru, we cry, that we are Let copulation thrive, for Gloster's bastard son Was kinder to his father, than my daughters To this great stage of fools This a good Got 'tween the lawful sheets.
block ? To 't luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers. It were a delicate stratagem, to shoe Behold yon simpering dame,
A troop of horse with felt: ['ll put it in proof; Whose face between her forks presageth snow; And when I have stolen upon these sons-in-las, That minces virtue, and does shake the head Then, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill. To hear of pleasure's name; The Sitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to 't
Enter a Gentleman, with Attendants With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs,
Gent. O, here lie is, lay hand upon him -Sir
Your most dear daughterThough women all above;
Lear. No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am eres