ACT 1
Scene 4

...full of labors.
Horns within. Enter Lear, Knights, and Attendants.

...get it ready.
An Attendant exits.

...my Fool hither.
An Attendant exits.

...the clotpole back.
A Knight exits.

...the world’s asleep.
Enter Knight again.

...Where’s that mongrel?
KNIGHT: He says, my lord, your daughter is not well.

...I called him?
KNIGHT: Sir, he answered me in the roundest manner,
he would not.

...He would not?
KNIGHT: My lord, I know not what the matter is, but to
my judgment your Highness is not entertained
with that ceremonious affection as you were wont.
There’s a great abatement of kindness appears as
well in the general dependents as in the Duke
himself also, and your daughter.

...Sayst thou so?
KNIGHT: I beseech you pardon me, my lord, if I be
mistaken, for my duty cannot be silent when I think
your Highness wronged.

...this two days.
KNIGHT: Since my young lady’s going into France, sir,
the Fool hath much pined away.

...speak with her.
An Attendant exits.

...hither my Fool.
Another exits.

...my train together.
Some exit.

...sir.—Prepare my horses.
Some exit.

...go, my people.
Some exit.

...thankless child.—Away, away!
Lear and the rest of his train exit.