Lear. Why, thou were better in thy grave, than to answer with thy uncovered body this extremity of the skies.-Is man no more than this ? Consider him well : thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume.Ha! here's three of us are sophisticated; thou art the thing itself: unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.Off, off, you lendings: come; unbutton here.

[tearing off his clothes. Fool. Pr’ythee, nuncle, be contented; this is a naughty night to swim in. Now a little fire in a wild field were like an old lecher's heart; a small spark, all the rest of his body cold.-Look, here comes a walking fire.

Edg. This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet: he begins at curfew, and walks till the first cock: he gives the web and the pin, squints the eye, and makes the hare-lip; mildews the white wheat, and hurts the poor creature of earth.

* Saint Withold 2 footed thrice the wold ; 3
He met the night-mare, and her nine-fold;

Bid her alight,

And her troth plight;
And, aroint 4 thee, witch, aroint thee!'

I Diseases of the eye.

2 A saint, said to protect his devotees from the disease called the night-mare.

3 Open plain. 4 Avaunt.

Kent. How fares your grace ?