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Loffes their remedies. All weary and o'er-watch'd,
Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold
This shameful lodging.
Fortune, good night ; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

(He Neeps.

SCENE changes to a part of a Heath.

Enter Edgar.
"VE heard myself proclaim'd ;
Edg. And, by the happy hollow of a tree,
Escap'd the hunt. No port is free, no place,
That Guard and most unusual vigilance
Does not attend my taking. Whiles I may 'scape,
I will preserve myself; and am bethought
To take the base it and the poorest shape,
That ever penury in contempt
Brought near to beast: my face I'll grime with filth ;
Blanket my loins; elfe all my hair in knots; (17)
And with presented nakedness out-face
The winds, and persecutions of the sky.
The country gives me proof and president
Of bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices,
Strike in their numb’d and mortify'd bare arms
Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary ;
And with this horrible object, from low farms,

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-put all my bair in knots ;] This is a modern reading : All the old copies intended to read, and the first folio actu. ally does;

-elfe all my bair in knots.
i. e. twist it in the manner of elfe-locks : i. e, hairs fo intricately inter-
wove, as not to be disengaged ; and by superstition supposed to have
been twisted by Elves, or Fairies. We find them mentioned in our
author's Romeo and Juliet ;

That plats the manes of horses in the night,
And cakes the elf locks in foul Nuttish hairs,

Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes. the induction to Ben. Johnson's Magnetick Lady:

-But if you light on the wrong end, you will pull all into a knot or elf-lock; which nothing but the cheers, or a candle, will undo or separate.


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Poor pelting villages, sheep-coats and mills,
Sometimes with lunatick bans, sometimes with pray’rs,
Inforce their charity ; poor T'urlygood ! poor Tom !-
That's something yet : Edgar I nothing am. [Exit.
SCENE changes, again, to the Earl of

Glifter's Castle.

Enter Lear, Fool, and Gentleman. SIS ftrange, that they should fo depart from

And not send back my messenger. [home,
Gent. As I learn'd,
The night before, there was no purpose in them
Of this remove.

Kent, Hail to thee, noble master !
Lear. Ha! mak’t thou thy shame thy pastime ?
Kent. No, my lord.

Fool. H ha, he wears cruel garters ; horfes are ty'd by the heads, dogs and bears by th' neck, monkeys by th' loins, and men by 'th' legs, when a man is overe lufty at legs, then he wears wooden nether stocks.

Lear. What's he, that hath fo much thy place mistooka To set thee here?

Kent. It is both he and me,
Your son and daughter.

Lear. No.
Kent. Yes.
Lear. No, I say,
Kent. I say, yea.
Lear. By Yupiter, I fwear, no.
Kest. By Juno, I swear, ay,

Lear. They durft not do't.
They could not, would not do't ; 'tis worse than murder,
To do upon respect such violent outrage :
Resolve me with all modeft haste, which way
Thou might'st deserve, or they impose, this ufage,
Coming from us?

Kent. My lord, when at their home
I did commend your Highness' letters to them,


Ere I was risen from the place, that shew'd
My duty kneeling, came a reeking Post,
Stew'd in his hafte, half breathless, panting forth
From Gonerill his mistress, falutation ;
Deliver'd letters spight of intermiflion,
Which presently they read: on whose contents
They fummon'd up their meiny, ftrait took horse ;
Commanded me to follow, and attend
The leisure of their answer ; gave me cold looks ;
And meeting here the other messenger,
Whose welcome, I perceiv'd, had poisoned mine ;
(Being the very fellow, which of late
Display'd so faucily against your Highness,)
Having more man than wit about me, I drew;
He rais’d the house with loud and coward cries ;
Your son and daughter found this trespass worth
The shame which here it suffers,

Fool. Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that Fathers, that wear rags,

[way. Do make their children blind; But fathers, that bear bags,

Shall see their children kind.. Fortune, that arrant whore, Ne'er turns the key to th' poor. But, for all this, thou shalt have as many dolours from Thy dear daughters, as thou canst tell in a year.

Lear. Oh, how this mother swells up tow'rd my heart !
Hysterica paffio,down, thou climbing forrow,
Thy element's below; where is this daughter?

Kent. With the Earl, Sir, here within.
Lear. Follow me not; stay here.

[Exit. Gen. Made you no more offence, But what you speak of?

Kent. None; How chance the King comes with so small a number?

Fool. An thou hadít been fer i' th' stocks. for that question, thou'dít well deserved it ?

Kent. Why, fool ?

Fool. We'll set thee to school to an Ant, to teach thee there's no lab'ring i th' winter. All, that follow 3.


their noses, are led by their eyes, but blind men ; and
there's not a nose among twenty, but can smell him
that's stinkingomlet go thy hold, when a great wheel
runs down a hill, left it break thy neck with following
it ; but the great one that goes upward, let him draw
thee after. When a wise man gives thee better counsel,
give me mine again ; I would have none but knaves
Follow it, since a fool gives it.
That, Sir, which serves for gain,

And follows but for form,
Will pack when it begins to rain,

And leave thee in the storm ;
But I will tarry, the fool will stay,

And let the wise man fly:
The knave turns fool, that runs away ;

The fool no knave, perdy.
Kent. Where learn’d you this, fool ?
Fool. Not i' th' ftocks, fool.

Enter Lear and Glo'fter.
Lear. Deny to speak with me? they're fick, they're

They have travell'd all the night? mere fetches,
The images of revolt and flying off.
Bring me a better answer-

Glo. My dear lord,
You know the fiery quality of the Duke :
How unremoveable, and fixt he is
In his own course.

Lear. Vengeance! plague ! death! confufion !
Fiery? what fiery quality why, Gliser,
I'd speak with th' Duke of Cornwall, and his wife.

Glo. Well, my good lord, I have inform’d them fo.
Lear. Inform'd them? dost thou understand me, man?
Glo. Ay, my good lord.

[father Lear. The King would speak with Cornwall, the dear Wou'd with his daughter speak; commands her service: Are they inform'd of this ?- my breath and blood ! Fiery? the fiery Duke, tell the hot Duke, that No, but not yet; may be, he is not well ;


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Infirmity doth still neglect all office,
Whereto our health is bound; we're not ourselves,
When Nature, being oppreft, commands the mind
To suffer with the body. I'll forbear;
And am fall'n out with my more headier will,
To take the indispos'd and fickly fit,
For the found man.-Death on my fate! but wherefore
Should he fit here? this Act perfuades me,
That this remotion of the Duke and her
Is practice only. Give me my fervant furth ;
Gö, tell the Duke and's wife, I'd speak with them :
Now, presently,--bid them come forth and hear me,
Or at their chamber-door, I'll beat the drum,
'Till it cry, sleep to death.

Glo. I would have all well betwixt you. [Exit.
Leer. Oh me, my heart! my rising heart! but down.

Fool. Cry to it, nuncle, as the cockney did to the Eels, when the put them i' th Pasty alive ; The rapt 'em o'th' coxcombs with a stick, and cry'd, Down wantons, down : 'Twas her brother, that in pure

kinda ness to his horse butter'd his hay.

Enter Cornwall, Regan, Glo'ster, and Servants. Lear. Good-morrow to you both. Corn. Hail to your Grace ! [Kent is set at liberty. Reg. I am glad to see your Highness. Lear. Regan, I think, you are; I know, what reason I have to think fo; if thou wert not glad, I would divorce me from thy mother's tomb, Sepulchring an adult'ress. 0, are you free? [To Kent, Some other time for that. Beloved Regan, Thy fifter's nought: oh Regan, she hath tied Sharp-tooth'd unkindness, like a vulture, here;

[Points to his heart, I can scarce speak to thee; thou'lt not believe, With how deprav'd a quality-oh Regan

Reg. I pray you, Sir, take patience ; I have hope,
You less know how to value her desert,
Than the to scant her duty.


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