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EDG. [Aside.] My tears begin to take his part what breeds about her heart.-—Is there any cause so much,
in nature, that makes these hard hearts – To They 'll mar my counterfeiting.
EDGAR.) You, sir, I entertain for one of my LEAR. The little dogs and all,
hundred; only I do not like the fashion of your Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark garments: you will say they are Persian; but let at me.
them be changed. Edg. Tom will throw his head at them.-1 Kent. Now, good my lord, lie here and rest Avaunt, you curs !
LEAR, Make no noise, make no noise; draw Be thy mouth or black or white,
the curtains. So, so: we'll go to supper i’ the Tooth that poisons if it bite;
morning. Mastiff, grey-hound, mongrel grim,
Fool. And I'll go to bed at noon.
Glo. Come hither, friend: where is the king
my master ? Do de, de de. Sessa ! Come, march to wakes Kent. Here, sir; but trouble him not, his and fairs and market towns. - Poor Tom, thy
wits are gone. horn is dry.
Glo. Good friend, I proythee take him in thy Lear. Then let them anatomise Regan ; see
a donde lim:) A Nathound was formerly
c a n ar damen In some of the comes the wond is printed kin, in
Sess! This word, in the old text rose, occurs in a previous i sneme, and is met with also in the Induction to "The Taming of
the show. Jelas erains it to be "an interjection enforeing cessatioa of any action, like be quiet, have done."
I have o'er-heard a plot of death upon him: | you are going, to a most festinate preparation : There is a litter ready; lay him in't,
we are bound to the like. Our posts shall be And drive toward Dover, friend, where thou shalt | swift and intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear meet
[master: , sister :-farewell, my lord of Gloster. Both welcome and protection. Take up thy If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
Enter OSWALD. With thine, and all that offer to defend him, How now! Where's the king ? Stand in assured loss. Take up, take up;
Osw. My lord of Gloster hath convey'd him And follow me, that will to some provision
hence: Give thee quick conduct.
Some five or six and thirty of his knights,
Hot questrists after him, met him at gate;
Who, with some other of the lords dependants, senses,*
Are gone with him toward Dover; where they boast Which, if convenience will not allow,
To have well-armed friends. Stand in hard cure.—Come, help to bear thy
Get horses for your mistress. master;
[Exit OSWALD. Thou must not stay behind. [To the Fool.
Gon. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.
CORN. Edmund, farewell.
[Exeunt GONERIL and EDMUND. bearing off the King.
Go, seek the traitor Gloster, Eng. When we our betters see bearing our woes,
Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us. We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
[Exeunt other Servants. Who alone suffers, suffers most i’the mind;
Though well we may not pass upon his life Leaving free things, and happy shows behind:
Without the form of justice, yet our power But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip,
Shall do a courtesy to our wrath, which men When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship
May blame, but not control. Who's there? The How light and portable my pain seems now,
traitor ? When that which makes me bend, makes the king bow;
Re-enter Servants, with GLOUCESTER. H.childed, as I father'd !— Tom, away! Mark the high noises ; and thyself bewray,
Reg. Ingrateful fox! 't is he. When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles
CORN. Bind fast his corky' arms. thee,
Glo. What mean your graces ? — Good my In thy just proof, repeals and reconciles thee.
friends, consider What will hap more to-night, safe 'scape the You are my guests : do me no foul play, friends. king
CORN. Bind him, I say. [Servants bind him. Lurk, lurk.
Hard, hard :-O filthy traitor! Glo. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none.
CORN. To this chair bind him.-Villain, thou SCENE VII.- A Room in Gloucester's Castle.
shalt find— [REGAN plucks his beard.
Glo. By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GONERIL, EDMUND, To pluck me by the beard. and Servants.
REG. So white, and such a traitor!
Naughty lady, Corx. Post speedily to my lord your husband ; These hairs, which thou dost ravish from my chin, show him this letter :—the army of France is Will quicken, and accuse thee: I am your host ; landed.-Seek out the traitor Gloster.
With robbers' hands my hospitable favours [Exeunt some of the Servants. You should not ruffle thus. What will you do? Reg. Hang him instantly.
Corn. Come, sir, what letters had you late Gos. Pluck out his eyes.
from France ?
. [truth. Cors. Leave him to my displeasure.—Edmund, REG. Be simple-answer'd, for we know the keep you our sister company; the revenges we are CORN. And what confederacy have you with and to take upon your traitorous father are not
the traitors fit for your bebolding. Advise the duke, where Late footed in the kingdom ?
(*) Old copy, sineues; corrected by Theobald. * Gire thee quick conduct.] In the folio, Gloucester now
- "Come, come, away," and the scene closes, omitting
the rest of the dialogue.
b-pass-) See note (b), p. 600, Vol. II.
REG. To whose hands have you * sent the 1 Serv. Nay then, come on, and take the chance lunatic king ? Speak.
of anger. Glo. I have a letter guessingly set down,
[Draws. They fight. CORNWALL is wounded. Which came from one that's of a neutral heart, Reg. Give me thysword. A peasant stand up thus! And not from one oppos’d.
[Snatches a sword, comes behind, and stabs him. CORN. Cunning
1 SERV. O, I am slain !-My lord, you have one REG.
eye left CORN. Where hast thou sent the king ? To see some mischief on him:-O! [Dies. GLO.
To Dover. Conn. Lest it see more, prevent it.—Out, vile Reg. Wherefore to Dover ? Wast thou not
jelly ! charg'd at peril
Where is thy lustre now?
[son Edmund ? CORN. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first of Glo. All dark and comfortless.—Where's my answer that.
[the course. | Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature, Glo. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand To quit this horrid act. Reg. Wherefore to Dover ?
Out, treacherous villain ! Glo. Because I would not see thy cruel nails Thou call'st on him that hates thee: it was he Pluck out his poor old eyes ; nor thy fierce sister That made the overture of thy treasons to us; In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs.
Who is too good to pity thee. The sea, with such a storm as bis bare head
Glo. O my follies! Then Edgar was abus'd.In hell-black night endur'd, would have buoy'd up, Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him! And quench'd the stelled fires :
REG. Go, thrust him out at gates, and let him Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens to rain.
[look you? If wolves bad at thy gate howl'd that stern time, His way to Dover.—How is 't, my lord ? How Thou shouldst have said, Good porter, turn the key; CORN. I have receiv'd a hurt:—follow me, lady.All cruels else subscrib'd: -but I shall see Turn out that eyeless villain ;—throw this slave The winged vengeance overtake such children Upon the dunghill.—Regan, I bleed apace : CORN. See 't shalt thou never !— Fellows, hold Untimely comes this hurt: give me your arm. the chair.
[Exit CORNWALL, led by REGAN ;—Servants U pon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.
unbind GLOUCESTER, and lead him out. * Glo. He that will think to live till he be old, I 2 Serv. I'll never care what wickedness I do, Give me some help !—0 cruel !- you gods ! If this man come to good. REG. One side will mock another ; the other too. 3 SERV.
If she live long, CORN. If you see vengeance,
And, in the end, meet the old course of death, 1 SERV. Hold your hand, my lord ! Women will all turn monsters.
[Bedlam I have serv'd you ever since I was a child ;
2 Serv. Let's follow the old earl, and get the But better service have I never done you,
To lead him where he would : his roguish madness Than now to bid you hold.
Allows itself to any thing. REG.
How now, you deg! 3 Serv. Go thou; I'll fetch some flax, and 1 SERV. If you did wear a beard upon your chin,
whites of eggs I'd shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean? To apply to’s bleeding face. Now, heaven help CORN. My villain !
[Exeunt severally. (*) Old text, you have, (+) First folio omits, first.
– and lead him out.) In the fo:to the scene concludes here.
(1) Od text, subscribe.
Enter GLOUCESTER, led by an old man. Eng. Yet better thus, and kno.vn to be con- | My father, poorly led ?_World, world, O world ! temn'd,
But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee, Than still contemn’d and flatter'd. To be worst, | Life would not yield to age. The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune, Old Man. O my good lord, I have been your Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear:
tenant, and your father's tenant, these fourscore The lamentable change is from the best ;
years. The worst returns to laughter. Welcome then, Glo. Away, get thee away; good friend, be Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace !
gone : The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worst, I
Thy comforts can do me no good at all, Owes nothing to thy blasts.—But who comes Thee they may hurt. here?
OLD MAN. You cannot see your way.
Glo. I have no way, and therefore want no eyes; * Welcome then,-) These words and the three lines which I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 't is seen,
follow are omitted in the quartos.
Our means secure us;* and our mere defects
Edg. [Aside.] And yet I must.-Bless thy Prove our commodities.-0, dear son Edgar,
sweet eyes, they bleed. The food of thy abused father's wrath!
Glo. Know'st thou the way to Dover ? Might I but live to see thee in my touch,
EDG. Both stile and gate, horse-way and footI'd say I had eyes again!
path. Poor Tom hath been scared out of his good Old Man.
How now! Who's there? | wits : bless thee, good man's son, from the foul Evg. [Aside.] O gods! Who is't can say I am fiend !-five fiends have been in poor Tom at at the worst ?
once ;o of lust, as Obidicut; Hobbididance, prince I am worse than e'er I was ;
of dumbness ; Mahu, of stealing ; Modo, of OLD Man.
'Tis poor mad Tom. murder; and* Flibbertigibbet, of mopping and Eng. (Aside.]—And worse I may be yet: the mowing,—who since possesses chamber - maids worst is not,
and waiting-women. So, bless thee, master! So long as we can say, This is the worst.
Glo. Here, take this purse, thou whom the Old Man. Fellow, where goest ?
heavens' plagues Glo.
Is it a beggar-man? | Have humbled to all strokes : that I am wretched, Old Man. Madman and beggar too.
Makes thee the happier :-heavens, deal so still ! Glo. He has some reason, else he could not beg. Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted man, I’ the last night's storm I such a fellow saw; That slaves your ordinance, that will not see Which made me think a man a worm: my son Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly; Came then into my mind ; and yet my mind So distribution should undo excess, [Dover ? Was then scarce friends with him : I have heard And each man have enough.—Dost thou know more since.
Edg. Ay, master.
[head As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods,
Glo. There is a cliff, whose high and bending They kill us for their sport.
Looks fearfully in the confined deep : Eng. [Aside.] How should this be?
Bring me but to the very brim of it,
I shall no leading need.
Give me thy arm ;
[Exeunt. sake, Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mile or twain, I'the way to Dover, do it for ancient love ;
SCENE II.- Before the Dake of Albany's
Enter GONERIL and EDMUND; OSWALD meeting Old Man.
Alack, sir, he is mad. Glo. 'Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead
them. the blind.
Gon. Welcome, my lord; I marvel our mild Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure ;
husband Above the rest, be gone.
Not met us on the way.—Now, where's your Old Man. I'll bring him the best 'parel that I
master ? have,
Osw. Madam, within ; but never man so Come.on't what will.
chang’d. Glo. Sirrah, naked fellow,
I told him of the army that was landed; EDG. Poor Tom's a-cold.--I cannot daub it He smild at it: I told him, you were coming ; further.
[Aside. His answer was, The worse : of Gloster's treachery, Glo. Come hither, fellow,
And of the loyal service of his son,
(*) First folio omits, and.
Our means secure us; and our mere defects
This was an old stumbling-block to the critics Some have altered
careless, over-confident, unguarded, and this appears to be its
b Then, pr'ythee, get thee gone :) So the quartos; the folio reads, "Get thee away," &c.
o – five fiends, &c.] The remainder of the speech is not given in the folio.