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ACT 1 |
ACT 2 |
ACT 3 |
ACT 4 |
ACT 5 |

From the Director of the Folger Shakespeare Library

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Director, Folger Shakespeare Library

Textual Introduction
By Barbara Mowat and Paul Werstine

Until now, with the release of the Folger Digital Texts, readers in search of a free online text of Shakespeare’s plays had to be content primarily with using the Moby™ Text, which reproduces a late-nineteenth century version of the plays. What is the difference? Many ordinary readers assume that there is a single text for the plays: what Shakespeare wrote. But Shakespeare’s plays were not published the way modern novels or plays are published today: as a single, authoritative text. In some cases, the plays have come down to us in multiple published versions, represented by various Quartos (Qq) and by the great collection put together by his colleagues in 1623, called the First Folio (F). There are, for example, three very different versions of Hamlet, two of King Lear, Henry V, Romeo and Juliet, and others. Editors choose which version to use as their base text, and then amend that text with words, lines or speech prefixes from the other versions that, in their judgment, make for a better or more accurate text.

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Synopsis

King Lear dramatizes the story of an aged king of ancient Britain, whose plan to divide his kingdom among his three daughters ends tragically. When he tests each by asking how much she loves him, the older daughters, Goneril and Regan, flatter him. The youngest, Cordelia, does not, and Lear disowns and banishes her. She marries the king of France. Goneril and Regan turn on Lear, leaving him to wander madly in a furious storm.

Meanwhile, the Earl of Gloucester’s illegitimate son Edmund turns Gloucester against his legitimate son, Edgar. Gloucester, appalled at the daughters’ treatment of Lear, gets news that a French army is coming to help Lear. Edmund betrays Gloucester to Regan and her husband, Cornwall, who puts out Gloucester’s eyes and makes Edmund the Earl of Gloucester.

Cordelia and the French army save Lear, but the army is defeated. Edmund imprisons Cordelia and Lear. Edgar then mortally wounds Edmund in a trial by combat. Dying, Edmund confesses that he has ordered the deaths of Cordelia and Lear. Before they can be rescued, Lear brings in Cordelia’s body and then he himself dies.

Characters in the Play
Lear, king of Britain
Goneril, Lear’s eldest daughter
Duke of Albany, her husband
Oswald, her steward
Regan, Lear’s second daughter
Duke of Cornwall, her husband
Cordelia, Lear’s youngest daughter
King of France, her suitor and then husband
Duke of Burgundy, her suitor
Earl of Kent
Fool
Earl of Gloucester
Edgar, his elder son
Edmund, his younger and illegitimate son
Curan, gentleman of Gloucester’s household
Old Man, a tenant of Gloucester’s
Knight, serving Lear
Gentlemen
Three Servants
Messengers
Doctor
Captains
Herald
Knights in Lear’s train, Servants, Officers, Soldiers, Attendants, Gentlemen

ACT 1
Scene 1
Enter Kent, Gloucester, and Edmund.
KENT FTLN 0001 I thought the King had more affected the Duke
FTLN 0002 of Albany than Cornwall.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0003 It did always seem so to us, but now in
FTLN 0004 the division of the kingdom, it appears not which
FTLN 0005 5 of the dukes he values most, for equalities are so
FTLN 0006 weighed that curiosity in neither can make choice
FTLN 0007 of either’s moiety.
KENT FTLN 0008 Is not this your son, my lord?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0009 His breeding, sir, hath been at my
FTLN 0010 10 charge. I have so often blushed to acknowledge
FTLN 0011 him that now I am brazed to ’t.
KENT FTLN 0012 I cannot conceive you.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0013 Sir, this young fellow’s mother could,
FTLN 0014 whereupon she grew round-wombed and had indeed,
FTLN 0015 15 sir, a son for her cradle ere she had a husband
FTLN 0016 for her bed. Do you smell a fault?
KENT FTLN 0017 I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it
FTLN 0018 being so proper.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0019 But I have a son, sir, by order of law,
FTLN 0020 20 some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in
FTLN 0021 my account. Though this knave came something
FTLN 0022 saucily to the world before he was sent for, yet was
FTLN 0023 his mother fair, there was good sport at his making,
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FTLN 0024 and the whoreson must be acknowledged.—Do you
FTLN 0025 25 know this noble gentleman, Edmund?
EDMUND FTLN 0026 No, my lord.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0027 My lord of Kent. Remember him hereafter
FTLN 0028 as my honorable friend.
EDMUND FTLN 0029 My services to your Lordship.
KENT FTLN 0030 30 I must love you and sue to know you better.
EDMUND FTLN 0031 Sir, I shall study deserving.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0032 He hath been out nine years, and away he
FTLN 0033 shall again. (Sennet.) The King is coming.
Enter King Lear, Cornwall, Albany, Goneril, Regan,
Cordelia, and Attendants.
LEAR
FTLN 0034 Attend the lords of France and Burgundy,
FTLN 0035 35 Gloucester.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0036 I shall, my lord. He exits.
LEAR
FTLN 0037 Meantime we shall express our darker purpose.—
FTLN 0038 Give me the map there. He is handed a map.
FTLN 0039 Know that we have divided
FTLN 0040 40 In three our kingdom, and ’tis our fast intent
FTLN 0041 To shake all cares and business from our age,
FTLN 0042 Conferring them on younger strengths, while we
FTLN 0043 Unburdened crawl toward death. Our son of
FTLN 0044 Cornwall
FTLN 0045 45 And you, our no less loving son of Albany,
FTLN 0046 We have this hour a constant will to publish
FTLN 0047 Our daughters’ several dowers, that future strife
FTLN 0048 May be prevented now.
FTLN 0049 The two great princes, France and Burgundy,
FTLN 0050 50 Great rivals in our youngest daughter’s love,
FTLN 0051 Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn
FTLN 0052 And here are to be answered. Tell me, my
FTLN 0053 daughters—
FTLN 0054 Since now we will divest us both of rule,

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FTLN 0055 55 Interest of territory, cares of state—
FTLN 0056 Which of you shall we say doth love us most,
FTLN 0057 That we our largest bounty may extend
FTLN 0058 Where nature doth with merit challenge. Goneril,
FTLN 0059 Our eldest born, speak first.
GONERIL
FTLN 0060 60 Sir, I love you more than word can wield the
FTLN 0061 matter,
FTLN 0062 Dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty,
FTLN 0063 Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare,
FTLN 0064 No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honor;
FTLN 0065 65 As much as child e’er loved, or father found;
FTLN 0066 A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable.
FTLN 0067 Beyond all manner of so much I love you.
CORDELIA , aside
FTLN 0068 What shall Cordelia speak? Love, and be silent.
LEAR , pointing to the map
FTLN 0069 Of all these bounds, even from this line to this,
FTLN 0070 70 With shadowy forests and with champains riched,
FTLN 0071 With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads,
FTLN 0072 We make thee lady. To thine and Albany’s issue
FTLN 0073 Be this perpetual.—What says our second
FTLN 0074 daughter,
FTLN 0075 75 Our dearest Regan, wife of Cornwall? Speak.
REGAN
FTLN 0076 I am made of that self mettle as my sister
FTLN 0077 And prize me at her worth. In my true heart
FTLN 0078 I find she names my very deed of love;
FTLN 0079 Only she comes too short, that I profess
FTLN 0080 80 Myself an enemy to all other joys
FTLN 0081 Which the most precious square of sense
FTLN 0082 possesses,
FTLN 0083 And find I am alone felicitate
FTLN 0084 In your dear Highness’ love.
CORDELIA , aside FTLN 0085 85 Then poor Cordelia!
FTLN 0086 And yet not so, since I am sure my love’s
FTLN 0087 More ponderous than my tongue.

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LEAR
FTLN 0088 To thee and thine hereditary ever
FTLN 0089 Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom,
FTLN 0090 90 No less in space, validity, and pleasure
FTLN 0091 Than that conferred on Goneril.—Now, our joy,
FTLN 0092 Although our last and least, to whose young love
FTLN 0093 The vines of France and milk of Burgundy
FTLN 0094 Strive to be interessed, what can you say to draw
FTLN 0095 95 A third more opulent than your sisters’? Speak.
CORDELIA FTLN 0096 Nothing, my lord.
LEAR FTLN 0097 Nothing?
CORDELIA FTLN 0098 Nothing.
LEAR
FTLN 0099 Nothing will come of nothing. Speak again.
CORDELIA
FTLN 0100 100 Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
FTLN 0101 My heart into my mouth. I love your Majesty
FTLN 0102 According to my bond, no more nor less.
LEAR
FTLN 0103 How, how, Cordelia? Mend your speech a little,
FTLN 0104 Lest you may mar your fortunes.
CORDELIA FTLN 0105 105 Good my lord,
FTLN 0106 You have begot me, bred me, loved me.
FTLN 0107 I return those duties back as are right fit:
FTLN 0108 Obey you, love you, and most honor you.
FTLN 0109 Why have my sisters husbands if they say
FTLN 0110 110 They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed,
FTLN 0111 That lord whose hand must take my plight shall
FTLN 0112 carry
FTLN 0113 Half my love with him, half my care and duty.
FTLN 0114 Sure I shall never marry like my sisters,
FTLN 0115 115 To love my father all.
LEAR FTLN 0116 But goes thy heart with this?
CORDELIA FTLN 0117 Ay, my good lord.
LEAR FTLN 0118 So young and so untender?
CORDELIA FTLN 0119 So young, my lord, and true.

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LEAR
FTLN 0120 120 Let it be so. Thy truth, then, be thy dower,
FTLN 0121 For by the sacred radiance of the sun,
FTLN 0122 The mysteries of Hecate and the night,
FTLN 0123 By all the operation of the orbs
FTLN 0124 From whom we do exist and cease to be,
FTLN 0125 125 Here I disclaim all my paternal care,
FTLN 0126 Propinquity, and property of blood,
FTLN 0127 And as a stranger to my heart and me
FTLN 0128 Hold thee from this forever. The barbarous
FTLN 0129 Scythian,
FTLN 0130 130 Or he that makes his generation messes
FTLN 0131 To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
FTLN 0132 Be as well neighbored, pitied, and relieved
FTLN 0133 As thou my sometime daughter.
KENT FTLN 0134 Good my liege—
LEAR FTLN 0135 135 Peace, Kent.
FTLN 0136 Come not between the dragon and his wrath.
FTLN 0137 I loved her most and thought to set my rest
FTLN 0138 On her kind nursery. To Cordelia. Hence and avoid
FTLN 0139 my sight!—
FTLN 0140 140 So be my grave my peace as here I give
FTLN 0141 Her father’s heart from her.—Call France. Who stirs?
FTLN 0142 Call Burgundy. An Attendant exits. Cornwall and
FTLN 0143 Albany,
FTLN 0144 With my two daughters’ dowers digest the third.
FTLN 0145 145 Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her.
FTLN 0146 I do invest you jointly with my power,
FTLN 0147 Preeminence, and all the large effects
FTLN 0148 That troop with majesty. Ourself by monthly course,
FTLN 0149 With reservation of an hundred knights
FTLN 0150 150 By you to be sustained, shall our abode
FTLN 0151 Make with you by due turn. Only we shall retain
FTLN 0152 The name and all th’ addition to a king.
FTLN 0153 The sway, revenue, execution of the rest,

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FTLN 0154 Belovèd sons, be yours, which to confirm,
FTLN 0155 155 This coronet part between you.
KENT FTLN 0156 Royal Lear,
FTLN 0157 Whom I have ever honored as my king,
FTLN 0158 Loved as my father, as my master followed,
FTLN 0159 As my great patron thought on in my prayers—
LEAR
FTLN 0160 160 The bow is bent and drawn. Make from the shaft.
KENT
FTLN 0161 Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
FTLN 0162 The region of my heart. Be Kent unmannerly
FTLN 0163 When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, old man?
FTLN 0164 Think’st thou that duty shall have dread to speak
FTLN 0165 165 When power to flattery bows? To plainness honor’s
FTLN 0166 bound
FTLN 0167 When majesty falls to folly. Reserve thy state,
FTLN 0168 And in thy best consideration check
FTLN 0169 This hideous rashness. Answer my life my
FTLN 0170 170 judgment,
FTLN 0171 Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least,
FTLN 0172 Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sounds
FTLN 0173 Reverb no hollowness.
LEAR FTLN 0174 Kent, on thy life, no more.
KENT
FTLN 0175 175 My life I never held but as a pawn
FTLN 0176 To wage against thine enemies, nor fear to lose
FTLN 0177 it,
FTLN 0178 Thy safety being motive.
LEAR FTLN 0179 Out of my sight!
KENT
FTLN 0180 180 See better, Lear, and let me still remain
FTLN 0181 The true blank of thine eye.
LEAR FTLN 0182 Now, by Apollo—
KENT FTLN 0183 Now, by Apollo, king,
FTLN 0184 Thou swear’st thy gods in vain.
LEAR FTLN 0185 185 O vassal! Miscreant!

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ALBANY/CORNWALL FTLN 0186 Dear sir, forbear.
KENT
FTLN 0187 Kill thy physician, and thy fee bestow
FTLN 0188 Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift,
FTLN 0189 Or whilst I can vent clamor from my throat,
FTLN 0190 190 I’ll tell thee thou dost evil.
LEAR
FTLN 0191 Hear me, recreant; on thine allegiance, hear me!
FTLN 0192 That thou hast sought to make us break our vows—
FTLN 0193 Which we durst never yet—and with strained pride
FTLN 0194 To come betwixt our sentence and our power,
FTLN 0195 195 Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,
FTLN 0196 Our potency made good, take thy reward:
FTLN 0197 Five days we do allot thee for provision
FTLN 0198 To shield thee from disasters of the world,
FTLN 0199 And on the sixth to turn thy hated back
FTLN 0200 200 Upon our kingdom. If on the tenth day following
FTLN 0201 Thy banished trunk be found in our dominions,
FTLN 0202 The moment is thy death. Away! By Jupiter,
FTLN 0203 This shall not be revoked.
KENT
FTLN 0204 Fare thee well, king. Sith thus thou wilt appear,
FTLN 0205 205 Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.
FTLN 0206 To Cordelia. The gods to their dear shelter take
FTLN 0207 thee, maid,
FTLN 0208 That justly think’st and hast most rightly said.
FTLN 0209 To Goneril and Regan. And your large speeches
FTLN 0210 210 may your deeds approve,
FTLN 0211 That good effects may spring from words of love.—
FTLN 0212 Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu.
FTLN 0213 He’ll shape his old course in a country new.
He exits.
Flourish. Enter Gloucester with France, and Burgundy,
and Attendants.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 0214 Here’s France and Burgundy, my noble lord.

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LEAR FTLN 0215 215 My lord of Burgundy,
FTLN 0216 We first address toward you, who with this king
FTLN 0217 Hath rivaled for our daughter. What in the least
FTLN 0218 Will you require in present dower with her,
FTLN 0219 Or cease your quest of love?
BURGUNDY FTLN 0220 220 Most royal Majesty,
FTLN 0221 I crave no more than hath your Highness offered,
FTLN 0222 Nor will you tender less.
LEAR FTLN 0223 Right noble Burgundy,
FTLN 0224 When she was dear to us, we did hold her so,
FTLN 0225 225 But now her price is fallen. Sir, there she stands.
FTLN 0226 If aught within that little seeming substance,
FTLN 0227 Or all of it, with our displeasure pieced
FTLN 0228 And nothing more, may fitly like your Grace,
FTLN 0229 She’s there, and she is yours.
BURGUNDY FTLN 0230 230 I know no answer.
LEAR
FTLN 0231 Will you, with those infirmities she owes,
FTLN 0232 Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,
FTLN 0233 Dowered with our curse and strangered with our
FTLN 0234 oath,
FTLN 0235 235 Take her or leave her?
BURGUNDY FTLN 0236 Pardon me, royal sir,
FTLN 0237 Election makes not up in such conditions.
LEAR
FTLN 0238 Then leave her, sir, for by the power that made me
FTLN 0239 I tell you all her wealth.—For you, great king,
FTLN 0240 240 I would not from your love make such a stray
FTLN 0241 To match you where I hate. Therefore beseech you
FTLN 0242 T’ avert your liking a more worthier way
FTLN 0243 Than on a wretch whom Nature is ashamed
FTLN 0244 Almost t’ acknowledge hers.
FRANCE FTLN 0245 245 This is most strange,
FTLN 0246 That she whom even but now was your best
FTLN 0247 object,
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FTLN 0249 The best, the dearest, should in this trice of time
FTLN 0250 250 Commit a thing so monstrous to dismantle
FTLN 0251 So many folds of favor. Sure her offense
FTLN 0252 Must be of such unnatural degree
FTLN 0253 That monsters it, or your forevouched affection
FTLN 0254 Fall into taint; which to believe of her
FTLN 0255 255 Must be a faith that reason without miracle
FTLN 0256 Should never plant in me.
CORDELIA , to Lear FTLN 0257 I yet beseech your Majesty—
FTLN 0258 If for I want that glib and oily art
FTLN 0259 To speak and purpose not, since what I well
FTLN 0260 260 intend
FTLN 0261 I’ll do ’t before I speak—that you make known
FTLN 0262 It is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness,
FTLN 0263 No unchaste action or dishonored step
FTLN 0264 That hath deprived me of your grace and favor,
FTLN 0265 265 But even for want of that for which I am richer:
FTLN 0266 A still-soliciting eye and such a tongue
FTLN 0267 That I am glad I have not, though not to have it
FTLN 0268 Hath lost me in your liking.
LEAR FTLN 0269 Better thou
FTLN 0270 270 Hadst not been born than not t’ have pleased me
FTLN 0271 better.
FRANCE
FTLN 0272 Is it but this—a tardiness in nature
FTLN 0273 Which often leaves the history unspoke
FTLN 0274 That it intends to do?—My lord of Burgundy,
FTLN 0275 275 What say you to the lady? Love’s not love
FTLN 0276 When it is mingled with regards that stands
FTLN 0277 Aloof from th’ entire point. Will you have her?
FTLN 0278 She is herself a dowry.
BURGUNDY , to Lear FTLN 0279 Royal king,
FTLN 0280 280 Give but that portion which yourself proposed,
FTLN 0281 And here I take Cordelia by the hand,
FTLN 0282 Duchess of Burgundy.
LEAR
FTLN 0283 Nothing. I have sworn. I am firm.

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BURGUNDY , to Cordelia
FTLN 0284 I am sorry, then, you have so lost a father
FTLN 0285 285 That you must lose a husband.
CORDELIA FTLN 0286 Peace be with
FTLN 0287 Burgundy.
FTLN 0288 Since that respect and fortunes are his love,
FTLN 0289 I shall not be his wife.
FRANCE
FTLN 0290 290 Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich being poor;
FTLN 0291 Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised,
FTLN 0292 Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon,
FTLN 0293 Be it lawful I take up what’s cast away.
FTLN 0294 Gods, gods! ’Tis strange that from their cold’st
FTLN 0295 295 neglect
FTLN 0296 My love should kindle to enflamed respect.—
FTLN 0297 Thy dowerless daughter, king, thrown to my
FTLN 0298 chance,
FTLN 0299 Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair France.
FTLN 0300 300 Not all the dukes of wat’rish Burgundy
FTLN 0301 Can buy this unprized precious maid of me.—
FTLN 0302 Bid them farewell, Cordelia, though unkind.
FTLN 0303 Thou losest here a better where to find.
LEAR
FTLN 0304 Thou hast her, France. Let her be thine, for we
FTLN 0305 305 Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see
FTLN 0306 That face of hers again. To Cordelia. Therefore
FTLN 0307 begone
FTLN 0308 Without our grace, our love, our benison.—
FTLN 0309 Come, noble Burgundy.
Flourish. All but France, Cordelia,
Goneril, and Regan exit.
FRANCE FTLN 0310 310 Bid farewell to your sisters.
CORDELIA
FTLN 0311 The jewels of our father, with washed eyes
FTLN 0312 Cordelia leaves you. I know you what you are,
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FTLN 0314 Your faults as they are named. Love well our
FTLN 0315 315 father.
FTLN 0316 To your professèd bosoms I commit him;
FTLN 0317 But yet, alas, stood I within his grace,
FTLN 0318 I would prefer him to a better place.
FTLN 0319 So farewell to you both.
REGAN
FTLN 0320 320 Prescribe not us our duty.
GONERIL FTLN 0321 Let your study
FTLN 0322 Be to content your lord, who hath received you
FTLN 0323 At Fortune’s alms. You have obedience scanted
FTLN 0324 And well are worth the want that you have wanted.
CORDELIA
FTLN 0325 325 Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides,
FTLN 0326 Who covers faults at last with shame derides.
FTLN 0327 Well may you prosper.
FRANCE FTLN 0328 Come, my fair Cordelia.
France and Cordelia exit.
GONERIL FTLN 0329 Sister, it is not little I have to say of what
FTLN 0330 330 most nearly appertains to us both. I think our
FTLN 0331 father will hence tonight.
REGAN FTLN 0332 That’s most certain, and with you; next month
FTLN 0333 with us.
GONERIL FTLN 0334 You see how full of changes his age is; the
FTLN 0335 335 observation we have made of it hath not been
FTLN 0336 little. He always loved our sister most, and with
FTLN 0337 what poor judgment he hath now cast her off
FTLN 0338 appears too grossly.
REGAN FTLN 0339’Tis the infirmity of his age. Yet he hath ever
FTLN 0340 340 but slenderly known himself.
GONERIL FTLN 0341 The best and soundest of his time hath been
FTLN 0342 but rash. Then must we look from his age to
FTLN 0343 receive not alone the imperfections of long-engraffed
FTLN 0344 condition, but therewithal the unruly waywardness
FTLN 0345 345 that infirm and choleric years bring with
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REGAN FTLN 0347 Such unconstant starts are we like to have
FTLN 0348 from him as this of Kent’s banishment.
GONERIL FTLN 0349 There is further compliment of leave-taking
FTLN 0350 350 between France and him. Pray you, let us sit
FTLN 0351 together. If our father carry authority with such
FTLN 0352 disposition as he bears, this last surrender of his will
FTLN 0353 but offend us.
REGAN FTLN 0354 We shall further think of it.
GONERIL FTLN 0355 355 We must do something, and i’ th’ heat.
They exit.
Scene 2
Enter Edmund, the Bastard.
EDMUND
FTLN 0356 Thou, Nature, art my goddess. To thy law
FTLN 0357 My services are bound. Wherefore should I
FTLN 0358 Stand in the plague of custom, and permit
FTLN 0359 The curiosity of nations to deprive me
FTLN 0360 5 For that I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines
FTLN 0361 Lag of a brother? why “bastard”? Wherefore “base,”
FTLN 0362 When my dimensions are as well compact,
FTLN 0363 My mind as generous and my shape as true
FTLN 0364 As honest madam’s issue? Why brand they us
FTLN 0365 10 With “base,” with “baseness,” “bastardy,” “base,”
FTLN 0366 “base,”
FTLN 0367 Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take
FTLN 0368 More composition and fierce quality
FTLN 0369 Than doth within a dull, stale, tired bed
FTLN 0370 15 Go to th’ creating a whole tribe of fops
FTLN 0371 Got ’tween asleep and wake? Well then,
FTLN 0372 Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land.
FTLN 0373 Our father’s love is to the bastard Edmund
FTLN 0374 As to th’ legitimate. Fine word, “legitimate.”
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FTLN 0376 And my invention thrive, Edmund the base
FTLN 0377 Shall top th’ legitimate. I grow, I prosper.
FTLN 0378 Now, gods, stand up for bastards!
Enter Gloucester.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 0379 Kent banished thus? And France in choler parted?
FTLN 0380 25 And the King gone tonight, prescribed his power,
FTLN 0381 Confined to exhibition? All this done
FTLN 0382 Upon the gad?—Edmund, how now? What news?
EDMUND FTLN 0383 So please your Lordship, none. He puts a
paper in his pocket.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0384 Why so earnestly seek you to put up that
FTLN 0385 30 letter?
EDMUND FTLN 0386 I know no news, my lord.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0387 What paper were you reading?
EDMUND FTLN 0388 Nothing, my lord.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0389 No? What needed then that terrible dispatch
FTLN 0390 35 of it into your pocket? The quality of nothing
FTLN 0391 hath not such need to hide itself. Let’s see. Come, if
FTLN 0392 it be nothing, I shall not need spectacles.
EDMUND FTLN 0393 I beseech you, sir, pardon me. It is a letter
FTLN 0394 from my brother that I have not all o’erread; and
FTLN 0395 40 for so much as I have perused, I find it not fit for
FTLN 0396 your o’erlooking.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0397 Give me the letter, sir.
EDMUND FTLN 0398 I shall offend either to detain or give it. The
FTLN 0399 contents, as in part I understand them, are to
FTLN 0400 45 blame.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0401 Let’s see, let’s see.
Edmund gives him the paper.
EDMUND FTLN 0402 I hope, for my brother’s justification, he
FTLN 0403 wrote this but as an essay or taste of my virtue.
GLOUCESTER (reads) FTLN 0404 This policy and reverence of age
FTLN 0405 50 makes the world bitter to the best of our times, keeps
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FTLN 0407 them. I begin to find an idle and fond bondage in the
FTLN 0408 oppression of aged tyranny, who sways not as it hath
FTLN 0409 power but as it is suffered. Come to me, that of this I
FTLN 0410 55 may speak more. If our father would sleep till I waked
FTLN 0411 him, you should enjoy half his revenue forever and
FTLN 0412 live the beloved of your brother. Edgar.
FTLN 0413 Hum? Conspiracy? “Sleep till I wake him, you
FTLN 0414 should enjoy half his revenue.” My son Edgar! Had
FTLN 0415 60 he a hand to write this? A heart and brain to breed it
FTLN 0416 in?—When came you to this? Who brought it?
EDMUND FTLN 0417 It was not brought me, my lord; there’s the
FTLN 0418 cunning of it. I found it thrown in at the casement
FTLN 0419 of my closet.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0420 65 You know the character to be your
FTLN 0421 brother’s?
EDMUND FTLN 0422 If the matter were good, my lord, I durst
FTLN 0423 swear it were his; but in respect of that, I would
FTLN 0424 fain think it were not.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0425 70 It is his.
EDMUND FTLN 0426 It is his hand, my lord, but I hope his heart is
FTLN 0427 not in the contents.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0428 Has he never before sounded you in this
FTLN 0429 business?
EDMUND FTLN 0430 75 Never, my lord. But I have heard him oft
FTLN 0431 maintain it to be fit that, sons at perfect age and
FTLN 0432 fathers declined, the father should be as ward to the
FTLN 0433 son, and the son manage his revenue.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0434 O villain, villain! His very opinion in the
FTLN 0435 80 letter. Abhorred villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish
FTLN 0436 villain! Worse than brutish!—Go, sirrah, seek
FTLN 0437 him. I’ll apprehend him.—Abominable villain!—
FTLN 0438 Where is he?
EDMUND FTLN 0439 I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please
FTLN 0440 85 you to suspend your indignation against my brother
FTLN 0441 till you can derive from him better testimony of his
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FTLN 0443 you violently proceed against him, mistaking his
FTLN 0444 purpose, it would make a great gap in your own
FTLN 0445 90 honor and shake in pieces the heart of his obedience.
FTLN 0446 I dare pawn down my life for him that he hath
FTLN 0447 writ this to feel my affection to your Honor, and to
FTLN 0448 no other pretense of danger.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0449 Think you so?
EDMUND FTLN 0450 95 If your Honor judge it meet, I will place you
FTLN 0451 where you shall hear us confer of this, and by an
FTLN 0452 auricular assurance have your satisfaction, and that
FTLN 0453 without any further delay than this very evening.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0454 He cannot be such a monster.
EDMUND FTLN 0455 100 Nor is not, sure.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0456 To his father, that so tenderly and entirely
FTLN 0457 loves him! Heaven and Earth! Edmund, seek him
FTLN 0458 out; wind me into him, I pray you. Frame the
FTLN 0459 business after your own wisdom. I would unstate
FTLN 0460 105 myself to be in a due resolution.
EDMUND FTLN 0461 I will seek him, sir, presently, convey the
FTLN 0462 business as I shall find means, and acquaint you
FTLN 0463 withal.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 0464 These late eclipses in the sun and moon
FTLN 0465 110 portend no good to us. Though the wisdom of
FTLN 0466 nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds
FTLN 0467 itself scourged by the sequent effects. Love cools,
FTLN 0468 friendship falls off, brothers divide; in cities, mutinies;
FTLN 0469 in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and
FTLN 0470 115 the bond cracked ’twixt son and father. This villain
FTLN 0471 of mine comes under the prediction: there’s son
FTLN 0472 against father. The King falls from bias of nature:
FTLN 0473 there’s father against child. We have seen the best of
FTLN 0474 our time. Machinations, hollowness, treachery, and
FTLN 0475 120 all ruinous disorders follow us disquietly to our
FTLN 0476 graves.—Find out this villain, Edmund. It shall
FTLN 0477 lose thee nothing. Do it carefully.—And the noble
FTLN 0478 and true-hearted Kent banished! His offense, honesty!
FTLN 0479 ’Tis strange. He exits.

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EDMUND FTLN 0480 125 This is the excellent foppery of the world, that
FTLN 0481 when we are sick in fortune (often the surfeits of
FTLN 0482 our own behavior) we make guilty of our disasters
FTLN 0483 the sun, the moon, and stars, as if we were villains
FTLN 0484 on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves,
FTLN 0485 130 thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance;
FTLN 0486 drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced
FTLN 0487 obedience of planetary influence; and all that we
FTLN 0488 are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. An admirable
FTLN 0489 evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish
FTLN 0490 135 disposition on the charge of a star! My father
FTLN 0491 compounded with my mother under the Dragon’s
FTLN 0492 tail, and my nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it
FTLN 0493 follows I am rough and lecherous. Fut, I should
FTLN 0494 have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the
FTLN 0495 140 firmament twinkled on my bastardizing. Edgar—
Enter Edgar.
FTLN 0496 and pat he comes like the catastrophe of the old
FTLN 0497 comedy. My cue is villainous melancholy, with a
FTLN 0498 sigh like Tom o’ Bedlam.—O, these eclipses do
FTLN 0499 portend these divisions. Fa, sol, la, mi.
EDGAR FTLN 0500 145 How now, brother Edmund, what serious contemplation
FTLN 0501 are you in?
EDMUND FTLN 0502 I am thinking, brother, of a prediction I read
FTLN 0503 this other day, what should follow these eclipses.
EDGAR FTLN 0504 Do you busy yourself with that?
EDMUND FTLN 0505 150 I promise you, the effects he writes of succeed
FTLN 0506 unhappily, as of unnaturalness between the
FTLN 0507 child and the parent, death, dearth, dissolutions of
FTLN 0508 ancient amities, divisions in state, menaces and
FTLN 0509 maledictions against king and nobles, needless diffidences,
FTLN 0510 155 banishment of friends, dissipation of cohorts,
FTLN 0511 nuptial breaches, and I know not what.
EDGAR FTLN 0512 How long have you been a sectary
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EDMUND FTLN 0514 Come, come, when saw you my father last?
EDGAR FTLN 0515 160 The night gone by.
EDMUND FTLN 0516 Spake you with him?
EDGAR FTLN 0517 Ay, two hours together.
EDMUND FTLN 0518 Parted you in good terms? Found you no
FTLN 0519 displeasure in him by word nor countenance?
EDGAR FTLN 0520 165 None at all.
EDMUND FTLN 0521 Bethink yourself wherein you may have offended
FTLN 0522 him, and at my entreaty forbear his presence
FTLN 0523 until some little time hath qualified the heat
FTLN 0524 of his displeasure, which at this instant so rageth in
FTLN 0525 170 him that with the mischief of your person it would
FTLN 0526 scarcely allay.
EDGAR FTLN 0527 Some villain hath done me wrong.
EDMUND FTLN 0528 That’s my fear. I pray you have a continent
FTLN 0529 forbearance till the speed of his rage goes slower;
FTLN 0530 175 and, as I say, retire with me to my lodging, from
FTLN 0531 whence I will fitly bring you to hear my lord speak.
FTLN 0532 Pray you go. There’s my key. If you do stir abroad,
FTLN 0533 go armed.
EDGAR FTLN 0534 Armed, brother?
EDMUND FTLN 0535 180 Brother, I advise you to the best. I am no
FTLN 0536 honest man if there be any good meaning toward
FTLN 0537 you. I have told you what I have seen and heard, but
FTLN 0538 faintly, nothing like the image and horror of it. Pray
FTLN 0539 you, away.
EDGAR FTLN 0540 185 Shall I hear from you anon?
EDMUND FTLN 0541 I do serve you in this business. Edgar exits.
FTLN 0542 A credulous father and a brother noble,
FTLN 0543 Whose nature is so far from doing harms
FTLN 0544 That he suspects none; on whose foolish honesty
FTLN 0545 190 My practices ride easy. I see the business.
FTLN 0546 Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit.
FTLN 0547 All with me’s meet that I can fashion fit.
He exits.

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Enter Goneril and Oswald, her Steward.
GONERIL FTLN 0548 Did my father strike my gentleman for chiding
FTLN 0549 of his Fool?
OSWALD FTLN 0550 Ay, madam.
GONERIL
FTLN 0551 By day and night he wrongs me. Every hour
FTLN 0552 5 He flashes into one gross crime or other
FTLN 0553 That sets us all at odds. I’ll not endure it.
FTLN 0554 His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us
FTLN 0555 On every trifle. When he returns from hunting,
FTLN 0556 I will not speak with him. Say I am sick.
FTLN 0557 10 If you come slack of former services,
FTLN 0558 You shall do well. The fault of it I’ll answer.
OSWALD FTLN 0559 He’s coming, madam. I hear him.
GONERIL
FTLN 0560 Put on what weary negligence you please,
FTLN 0561 You and your fellows. I’d have it come to question.
FTLN 0562 15 If he distaste it, let him to my sister,
FTLN 0563 Whose mind and mine I know in that are one,
FTLN 0564 Not to be overruled. Idle old man
FTLN 0565 That still would manage those authorities
FTLN 0566 That he hath given away. Now, by my life,
FTLN 0567 20 Old fools are babes again and must be used
FTLN 0568 With checks as flatteries, when they are seen
FTLN 0569 abused.
FTLN 0570 Remember what I have said.
OSWALD FTLN 0571 Well, madam.
GONERIL
FTLN 0572 25 And let his knights have colder looks among you.
FTLN 0573 What grows of it, no matter. Advise your fellows so.
FTLN 0574 I would breed from hence occasions, and I shall,
FTLN 0575 That I may speak. I’ll write straight to my sister
FTLN 0576 To hold my very course. Prepare for dinner.
They exit in different directions.

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Enter Kent in disguise.
KENT
FTLN 0577 If but as well I other accents borrow
FTLN 0578 That can my speech diffuse, my good intent
FTLN 0579 May carry through itself to that full issue
FTLN 0580 For which I razed my likeness. Now, banished Kent,
FTLN 0581 5 If thou canst serve where thou dost stand
FTLN 0582 condemned,
FTLN 0583 So may it come thy master, whom thou lov’st,
FTLN 0584 Shall find thee full of labors.
Horns within. Enter Lear, Knights, and Attendants.
LEAR FTLN 0585 Let me not stay a jot for dinner. Go get it ready.
An Attendant exits.
FTLN 0586 10 How now, what art thou?
KENT FTLN 0587 A man, sir.
LEAR FTLN 0588 What dost thou profess? What wouldst thou with
FTLN 0589 us?
KENT FTLN 0590 I do profess to be no less than I seem, to serve
FTLN 0591 15 him truly that will put me in trust, to love him that
FTLN 0592 is honest, to converse with him that is wise and says
FTLN 0593 little, to fear judgment, to fight when I cannot
FTLN 0594 choose, and to eat no fish.
LEAR FTLN 0595 What art thou?
KENT FTLN 0596 20 A very honest-hearted fellow, and as poor as the
FTLN 0597 King.
LEAR FTLN 0598 If thou be’st as poor for a subject as he’s for a
FTLN 0599 king, thou art poor enough. What wouldst thou?
KENT FTLN 0600 Service.
LEAR FTLN 0601 25 Who wouldst thou serve?
KENT FTLN 0602 You.
LEAR FTLN 0603 Dost thou know me, fellow?
KENT FTLN 0604 No, sir, but you have that in your countenance
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LEAR FTLN 0606 30 What’s that?
KENT FTLN 0607 Authority.
LEAR FTLN 0608 What services canst do?
KENT FTLN 0609 I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, mar a
FTLN 0610 curious tale in telling it, and deliver a plain message
FTLN 0611 35 bluntly. That which ordinary men are fit for I
FTLN 0612 am qualified in, and the best of me is diligence.
LEAR FTLN 0613 How old art thou?
KENT FTLN 0614 Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing,
FTLN 0615 nor so old to dote on her for anything. I have years
FTLN 0616 40 on my back forty-eight.
LEAR FTLN 0617 Follow me. Thou shalt serve me—if I like thee
FTLN 0618 no worse after dinner. I will not part from thee
FTLN 0619 yet.—Dinner, ho, dinner!—Where’s my knave, my
FTLN 0620 Fool? Go you and call my Fool hither.
An Attendant exits.
Enter Oswald, the Steward.
FTLN 0621 45 You, you, sirrah, where’s my daughter?
OSWALD FTLN 0622 So please you— He exits.
LEAR FTLN 0623 What says the fellow there? Call the clotpole
FTLN 0624 back. A Knight exits. Where’s my Fool? Ho! I think
FTLN 0625 the world’s asleep.
Enter Knight again.
FTLN 0626 50 How now? Where’s that mongrel?
KNIGHT FTLN 0627 He says, my lord, your daughter is not well.
LEAR FTLN 0628 Why came not the slave back to me when I
FTLN 0629 called him?
KNIGHT FTLN 0630 Sir, he answered me in the roundest manner,
FTLN 0631 55 he would not.
LEAR FTLN 0632 He would not?
KNIGHT FTLN 0633 My lord, I know not what the matter is, but to
FTLN 0634 my judgment your Highness is not entertained
FTLN 0635 with that ceremonious affection as you were wont.
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FTLN 0637 well in the general dependents as in the Duke
FTLN 0638 himself also, and your daughter.
LEAR FTLN 0639 Ha? Sayst thou so?
KNIGHT FTLN 0640 I beseech you pardon me, my lord, if I be
FTLN 0641 65 mistaken, for my duty cannot be silent when I think
FTLN 0642 your Highness wronged.
LEAR FTLN 0643 Thou but remembrest me of mine own conception.
FTLN 0644 I have perceived a most faint neglect of late,
FTLN 0645 which I have rather blamed as mine own jealous
FTLN 0646 70 curiosity than as a very pretense and purpose of
FTLN 0647 unkindness. I will look further into ’t. But where’s
FTLN 0648 my Fool? I have not seen him this two days.
KNIGHT FTLN 0649 Since my young lady’s going into France, sir,
FTLN 0650 the Fool hath much pined away.
LEAR FTLN 0651 75 No more of that. I have noted it well.—Go you
FTLN 0652 and tell my daughter I would speak with her. An
Attendant exits. FTLN 0653 Go you call hither my Fool.
Another exits.
Enter Oswald, the Steward.
FTLN 0654 O you, sir, you, come you hither, sir. Who am I, sir?
OSWALD FTLN 0655 My lady’s father.
LEAR FTLN 0656 80“My lady’s father”? My lord’s knave! You whoreson
FTLN 0657 dog, you slave, you cur!
OSWALD FTLN 0658 I am none of these, my lord, I beseech your
FTLN 0659 pardon.
LEAR FTLN 0660 Do you bandy looks with me, you rascal?
Lear strikes him.
OSWALD FTLN 0661 85 I’ll not be strucken, my lord.
KENT , tripping him FTLN 0662 Nor tripped neither, you base
FTLN 0663 football player?
LEAR FTLN 0664 I thank thee, fellow. Thou serv’st me, and I’ll
FTLN 0665 love thee.
KENT , to Oswald FTLN 0666 90 Come, sir, arise. Away. I’ll teach you
FTLN 0667 differences. Away, away. If you will measure your
FTLN 0668 lubber’s length again, tarry. But away. Go to. Have
FTLN 0669 you wisdom? So. Oswald exits.

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LEAR FTLN 0670 Now, my friendly knave, I thank thee. There’s
FTLN 0671 95 earnest of thy service. He gives Kent a purse.
Enter Fool.
FOOL FTLN 0672 Let me hire him too. To Kent. Here’s my
FTLN 0673 coxcomb. He offers Kent his cap.
LEAR FTLN 0674 How now, my pretty knave, how dost thou?
FOOL , to Kent FTLN 0675 Sirrah, you were best take my
FTLN 0676 100 coxcomb.
LEAR FTLN 0677 Why, my boy?
FOOL FTLN 0678 Why? For taking one’s part that’s out of favor.
FTLN 0679 To Kent. Nay, an thou canst not smile as the
FTLN 0680 wind sits, thou ’lt catch cold shortly. There, take my
FTLN 0681 105 coxcomb. Why, this fellow has banished two on ’s
FTLN 0682 daughters and did the third a blessing against his
FTLN 0683 will. If thou follow him, thou must needs wear my
FTLN 0684 coxcomb.—How now, nuncle? Would I had two
FTLN 0685 coxcombs and two daughters.
LEAR FTLN 0686 110 Why, my boy?
FOOL FTLN 0687 If I gave them all my living, I’d keep my coxcombs
FTLN 0688 myself. There’s mine. Beg another of thy
FTLN 0689 daughters.
LEAR FTLN 0690 Take heed, sirrah—the whip.
FOOL FTLN 0691 115 Truth’s a dog must to kennel; he must be
FTLN 0692 whipped out, when the Lady Brach may stand by th’
FTLN 0693 fire and stink.
LEAR FTLN 0694 A pestilent gall to me!
FOOL FTLN 0695 Sirrah, I’ll teach thee a speech.
LEAR FTLN 0696 120 Do.
FOOL FTLN 0697 Mark it, nuncle:
FTLN 0698 Have more than thou showest.
FTLN 0699 Speak less than thou knowest,
FTLN 0700 Lend less than thou owest,
FTLN 0701 125 Ride more than thou goest,
FTLN 0702 Learn more than thou trowest,
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FTLN 0704 Leave thy drink and thy whore
FTLN 0705 And keep in-a-door,
FTLN 0706 130 And thou shalt have more
FTLN 0707 Than two tens to a score.
KENT FTLN 0708 This is nothing, Fool.
FOOL FTLN 0709 Then ’tis like the breath of an unfee’d lawyer.
FTLN 0710 You gave me nothing for ’t.—Can you make no use
FTLN 0711 135 of nothing, nuncle?
LEAR FTLN 0712 Why no, boy. Nothing can be made out of
FTLN 0713 nothing.
FOOL , to Kent FTLN 0714 Prithee tell him, so much the rent of his
FTLN 0715 land comes to. He will not believe a Fool.
LEAR FTLN 0716 140 A bitter Fool!
FOOL FTLN 0717 Dost know the difference, my boy, between a
FTLN 0718 bitter fool and a sweet one?
LEAR FTLN 0719 No, lad, teach me.
FOOL FTLN 0720 That lord that counseled thee
FTLN 0721 145 To give away thy land,
FTLN 0722 Come place him here by me;
FTLN 0723 Do thou for him stand.
FTLN 0724 The sweet and bitter fool
FTLN 0725 Will presently appear:
FTLN 0726 150 The one in motley here,
FTLN 0727 The other found out there.
LEAR FTLN 0728 Dost thou call me “fool,” boy?
FOOL FTLN 0729 All thy other titles thou hast given away. That
FTLN 0730 thou wast born with.
KENT FTLN 0731 155 This is not altogether fool, my lord.
FOOL FTLN 0732 No, faith, lords and great men will not let me. If
FTLN 0733 I had a monopoly out, they would have part on ’t.
FTLN 0734 And ladies too, they will not let me have all the fool
FTLN 0735 to myself; they’ll be snatching.—Nuncle, give me
FTLN 0736 160 an egg, and I’ll give thee two crowns.
LEAR FTLN 0737 What two crowns shall they be?
FOOL FTLN 0738 Why, after I have cut the egg i’ th’ middle and eat
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FTLN 0740 clovest thy crown i’ th’ middle and gav’st away
FTLN 0741 165 both parts, thou bor’st thine ass on thy back o’er
FTLN 0742 the dirt. Thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown
FTLN 0743 when thou gav’st thy golden one away. If I speak
FTLN 0744 like myself in this, let him be whipped that first
FTLN 0745 finds it so. Sings.
FTLN 0746 170 Fools had ne’er less grace in a year,
FTLN 0747 For wise men are grown foppish
FTLN 0748 And know not how their wits to wear,
FTLN 0749 Their manners are so apish.
LEAR FTLN 0750 When were you wont to be so full of songs,
FTLN 0751 175 sirrah?
FOOL FTLN 0752 I have used it, nuncle, e’er since thou mad’st thy
FTLN 0753 daughters thy mothers. For when thou gav’st them
FTLN 0754 the rod and put’st down thine own breeches,
Sings.
FTLN 0755 Then they for sudden joy did weep,
FTLN 0756 180 And I for sorrow sung,
FTLN 0757 That such a king should play bo-peep
FTLN 0758 And go the fools among.
FTLN 0759 Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach
FTLN 0760 thy Fool to lie. I would fain learn to lie.
LEAR FTLN 0761 185 An you lie, sirrah, we’ll have you whipped.
FOOL FTLN 0762 I marvel what kin thou and thy daughters are.
FTLN 0763 They’ll have me whipped for speaking true, thou ’lt
FTLN 0764 have me whipped for lying, and sometimes I am
FTLN 0765 whipped for holding my peace. I had rather be any
FTLN 0766 190 kind o’ thing than a Fool. And yet I would not be
FTLN 0767 thee, nuncle. Thou hast pared thy wit o’ both sides
FTLN 0768 and left nothing i’ th’ middle. Here comes one o’ the
FTLN 0769 parings.
Enter Goneril.
LEAR
FTLN 0770 How now, daughter? What makes that frontlet on?
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FOOL FTLN 0772 Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no
FTLN 0773 need to care for her frowning. Now thou art an O
FTLN 0774 without a figure. I am better than thou art now. I
FTLN 0775 am a Fool. Thou art nothing. To Goneril. Yes,
FTLN 0776 200 forsooth, I will hold my tongue. So your face bids
FTLN 0777 me, though you say nothing.
FTLN 0778 Mum, mum,
FTLN 0779 He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
FTLN 0780 Weary of all, shall want some.
He points at Lear.
FTLN 0781 205 That’s a shelled peascod.
GONERIL
FTLN 0782 Not only, sir, this your all-licensed Fool,
FTLN 0783 But other of your insolent retinue
FTLN 0784 Do hourly carp and quarrel, breaking forth
FTLN 0785 In rank and not-to-be-endurèd riots. Sir,
FTLN 0786 210 I had thought by making this well known unto you
FTLN 0787 To have found a safe redress, but now grow fearful,
FTLN 0788 By what yourself too late have spoke and done,
FTLN 0789 That you protect this course and put it on
FTLN 0790 By your allowance; which if you should, the fault
FTLN 0791 215 Would not ’scape censure, nor the redresses sleep
FTLN 0792 Which in the tender of a wholesome weal
FTLN 0793 Might in their working do you that offense,
FTLN 0794 Which else were shame, that then necessity
FTLN 0795 Will call discreet proceeding.
FOOL FTLN 0796 220 For you know, nuncle,
FTLN 0797 The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long,
FTLN 0798 That it’s had it head bit off by it young.
FTLN 0799 So out went the candle, and we were left darkling.
LEAR FTLN 0800 Are you our daughter?
GONERIL
FTLN 0801 225 I would you would make use of your good wisdom,
FTLN 0802 Whereof I know you are fraught, and put away
FTLN 0803 These dispositions which of late transport you
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FOOL FTLN 0805 May not an ass know when the cart draws the
FTLN 0806 230 horse? Whoop, Jug, I love thee!
LEAR
FTLN 0807 Does any here know me? This is not Lear.
FTLN 0808 Does Lear walk thus, speak thus? Where are his
FTLN 0809 eyes?
FTLN 0810 Either his notion weakens, his discernings
FTLN 0811 235 Are lethargied—Ha! Waking? ’Tis not so.
FTLN 0812 Who is it that can tell me who I am?
FOOL FTLN 0813 Lear’s shadow.
LEAR
FTLN 0814 I would learn that, for, by the marks of
FTLN 0815 sovereignty,
FTLN 0816 240 Knowledge, and reason, I should be false persuaded
FTLN 0817 I had daughters.
FOOL FTLN 0818 Which they will make an obedient father.
LEAR FTLN 0819 Your name, fair gentlewoman?
GONERIL
FTLN 0820 This admiration, sir, is much o’ th’ savor
FTLN 0821 245 Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you
FTLN 0822 To understand my purposes aright.
FTLN 0823 As you are old and reverend, should be wise.
FTLN 0824 Here do you keep a hundred knights and squires,
FTLN 0825 Men so disordered, so debauched and bold,
FTLN 0826 250 That this our court, infected with their manners,
FTLN 0827 Shows like a riotous inn. Epicurism and lust
FTLN 0828 Makes it more like a tavern or a brothel
FTLN 0829 Than a graced palace. The shame itself doth speak
FTLN 0830 For instant remedy. Be then desired,
FTLN 0831 255 By her that else will take the thing she begs,
FTLN 0832 A little to disquantity your train,
FTLN 0833 And the remainders that shall still depend
FTLN 0834 To be such men as may besort your age,
FTLN 0835 Which know themselves and you.
LEAR FTLN 0836 260 Darkness and
FTLN 0837 devils!—
FTLN 0838 Saddle my horses. Call my train together.
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FTLN 0839 Degenerate bastard, I’ll not trouble thee.
FTLN 0840 Yet have I left a daughter.
GONERIL
FTLN 0841 265 You strike my people, and your disordered rabble
FTLN 0842 Make servants of their betters.
Enter Albany.
LEAR
FTLN 0843 Woe that too late repents!—O, sir, are you
FTLN 0844 come?
FTLN 0845 Is it your will? Speak, sir.—Prepare my horses.
Some exit.
FTLN 0846 270 Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend,
FTLN 0847 More hideous when thou show’st thee in a child
FTLN 0848 Than the sea monster!
ALBANY FTLN 0849 Pray, sir, be patient.
LEAR , to Goneril FTLN 0850 Detested kite, thou liest.
FTLN 0851 275 My train are men of choice and rarest parts,
FTLN 0852 That all particulars of duty know
FTLN 0853 And in the most exact regard support
FTLN 0854 The worships of their name. O most small fault,
FTLN 0855 How ugly didst thou in Cordelia show,
FTLN 0856 280 Which, like an engine, wrenched my frame of
FTLN 0857 nature
FTLN 0858 From the fixed place, drew from my heart all love
FTLN 0859 And added to the gall! O Lear, Lear, Lear!
He strikes his head.
FTLN 0860 Beat at this gate that let thy folly in
FTLN 0861 285 And thy dear judgment out. Go, go, my people.
Some exit.
ALBANY
FTLN 0862 My lord, I am guiltless as I am ignorant
FTLN 0863 Of what hath moved you.
LEAR FTLN 0864 It may be so, my lord.—
FTLN 0865 Hear, Nature, hear, dear goddess, hear!
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FTLN 0867 To make this creature fruitful.
FTLN 0868 Into her womb convey sterility.
FTLN 0869 Dry up in her the organs of increase,
FTLN 0870 And from her derogate body never spring
FTLN 0871 295 A babe to honor her. If she must teem,
FTLN 0872 Create her child of spleen, that it may live
FTLN 0873 And be a thwart disnatured torment to her.
FTLN 0874 Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth,
FTLN 0875 With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks,
FTLN 0876 300 Turn all her mother’s pains and benefits
FTLN 0877 To laughter and contempt, that she may feel
FTLN 0878 How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is
FTLN 0879 To have a thankless child.—Away, away!
Lear and the rest of his train exit.
ALBANY
FTLN 0880 Now, gods that we adore, whereof comes this?
GONERIL
FTLN 0881 305 Never afflict yourself to know more of it,
FTLN 0882 But let his disposition have that scope
FTLN 0883 As dotage gives it.
Enter Lear and the Fool.
LEAR
FTLN 0884 What, fifty of my followers at a clap?
FTLN 0885 Within a fortnight?
ALBANY FTLN 0886 310 What’s the matter, sir?
LEAR
FTLN 0887 I’ll tell thee. To Goneril. Life and death! I am
FTLN 0888 ashamed
FTLN 0889 That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus,
FTLN 0890 That these hot tears, which break from me perforce,
FTLN 0891 315 Should make thee worth them. Blasts and fogs upon
FTLN 0892 thee!
FTLN 0893 Th’ untented woundings of a father’s curse
FTLN 0894 Pierce every sense about thee! Old fond eyes,
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FTLN 0896 320 And cast you, with the waters that you loose,
FTLN 0897 To temper clay. Yea, is ’t come to this?
FTLN 0898 Ha! Let it be so. I have another daughter
FTLN 0899 Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable.
FTLN 0900 When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails
FTLN 0901 325 She’ll flay thy wolvish visage. Thou shalt find
FTLN 0902 That I’ll resume the shape which thou dost think
FTLN 0903 I have cast off forever. He exits.
GONERIL FTLN 0904 Do you mark that?
ALBANY
FTLN 0905 I cannot be so partial, Goneril,
FTLN 0906 330 To the great love I bear you—
GONERIL FTLN 0907 Pray you, content.—What, Oswald, ho!—
FTLN 0908 You, sir, more knave than Fool, after your master.
FOOL FTLN 0909 Nuncle Lear, Nuncle Lear, tarry. Take the Fool
FTLN 0910 with thee.
FTLN 0911 335 A fox, when one has caught her,
FTLN 0912 And such a daughter,
FTLN 0913 Should sure to the slaughter,
FTLN 0914 If my cap would buy a halter.
FTLN 0915 So the Fool follows after. He exits.
GONERIL
FTLN 0916 340 This man hath had good counsel. A hundred
FTLN 0917 knights!
FTLN 0918 ’Tis politic and safe to let him keep
FTLN 0919 At point a hundred knights! Yes, that on every
FTLN 0920 dream,
FTLN 0921 345 Each buzz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike,
FTLN 0922 He may enguard his dotage with their powers
FTLN 0923 And hold our lives in mercy.—Oswald, I say!
ALBANY FTLN 0924 Well, you may fear too far.
GONERIL FTLN 0925 Safer than trust too far.
FTLN 0926 350 Let me still take away the harms I fear,
FTLN 0927 Not fear still to be taken. I know his heart.
FTLN 0928 What he hath uttered I have writ my sister.
FTLN 0929 If she sustain him and his hundred knights
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Enter Oswald, the Steward.
FTLN 0931 355 How now, Oswald?
FTLN 0932 What, have you writ that letter to my sister?
OSWALD FTLN 0933 Ay, madam.
GONERIL
FTLN 0934 Take you some company and away to horse.
FTLN 0935 Inform her full of my particular fear,
FTLN 0936 360 And thereto add such reasons of your own
FTLN 0937 As may compact it more. Get you gone,
FTLN 0938 And hasten your return. Oswald exits. No, no, my
FTLN 0939 lord,
FTLN 0940 This milky gentleness and course of yours,
FTLN 0941 365 Though I condemn not, yet, under pardon,
FTLN 0942 You are much more at task for want of wisdom
FTLN 0943 Than praised for harmful mildness.
ALBANY
FTLN 0944 How far your eyes may pierce I cannot tell.
FTLN 0945 Striving to better, oft we mar what’s well.
GONERIL FTLN 0946 370 Nay, then—
ALBANY FTLN 0947 Well, well, th’ event.
They exit.
Scene 5
Enter Lear, Kent in disguise, Gentleman, and Fool.
LEAR , to Kent FTLN 0948 Go you before to Gloucester with these
FTLN 0949 letters. Acquaint my daughter no further with anything
FTLN 0950 you know than comes from her demand out of
FTLN 0951 the letter. If your diligence be not speedy, I shall be
FTLN 0952 5 there afore you.
KENT FTLN 0953 I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered
FTLN 0954 your letter. He exits.
FOOL FTLN 0955 If a man’s brains were in ’s heels, were ’t not in
FTLN 0956 danger of kibes?
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FOOL FTLN 0958 Then, I prithee, be merry; thy wit shall not go
FTLN 0959 slipshod.
LEAR FTLN 0960 Ha, ha, ha!
FOOL FTLN 0961 Shalt see thy other daughter will use thee kindly,
FTLN 0962 15 for, though she’s as like this as a crab’s like an
FTLN 0963 apple, yet I can tell what I can tell.
LEAR FTLN 0964 What canst tell, boy?
FOOL FTLN 0965 She will taste as like this as a crab does to a crab.
FTLN 0966 Thou canst tell why one’s nose stands i’ th’ middle
FTLN 0967 20 on ’s face?
LEAR FTLN 0968 No.
FOOL FTLN 0969 Why, to keep one’s eyes of either side ’s nose,
FTLN 0970 that what a man cannot smell out he may spy into.
LEAR FTLN 0971 I did her wrong.
FOOL FTLN 0972 25 Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell?
LEAR FTLN 0973 No.
FOOL FTLN 0974 Nor I neither. But I can tell why a snail has a
FTLN 0975 house.
LEAR FTLN 0976 Why?
FOOL FTLN 0977 30 Why, to put ’s head in, not to give it away to his
FTLN 0978 daughters and leave his horns without a case.
LEAR FTLN 0979 I will forget my nature. So kind a father!—Be
FTLN 0980 my horses ready? Gentleman exits.
FOOL FTLN 0981 Thy asses are gone about ’em. The reason why
FTLN 0982 35 the seven stars are no more than seven is a pretty
FTLN 0983 reason.
LEAR FTLN 0984 Because they are not eight.
FOOL FTLN 0985 Yes, indeed. Thou wouldst make a good Fool.
LEAR FTLN 0986 To take ’t again perforce! Monster ingratitude!
FOOL FTLN 0987 40 If thou wert my Fool, nuncle, I’d have thee
FTLN 0988 beaten for being old before thy time.
LEAR FTLN 0989 How’s that?
FOOL FTLN 0990 Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst
FTLN 0991 been wise.
LEAR
FTLN 0992 45 O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven!
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Enter Gentleman.
FTLN 0994 How now, are the horses ready?
GENTLEMAN FTLN 0995 Ready, my lord.
LEAR FTLN 0996 Come, boy.
FOOL
FTLN 0997 50 She that’s a maid now and laughs at my departure,
FTLN 0998 Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut
FTLN 0999 shorter.
They exit.

ACT 2
Scene 1
Enter Edmund, the Bastard and Curan, severally.
EDMUND FTLN 1000 Save thee, Curan.
CURAN FTLN 1001 And you, sir. I have been with your father and
FTLN 1002 given him notice that the Duke of Cornwall and
FTLN 1003 Regan his duchess will be here with him this night.
EDMUND FTLN 1004 5 How comes that?
CURAN FTLN 1005 Nay, I know not. You have heard of the news
FTLN 1006 abroad?—I mean the whispered ones, for they are
FTLN 1007 yet but ear-kissing arguments.
EDMUND FTLN 1008 Not I. Pray you, what are they?
CURAN FTLN 1009 10 Have you heard of no likely wars toward ’twixt
FTLN 1010 the dukes of Cornwall and Albany?
EDMUND FTLN 1011 Not a word.
CURAN FTLN 1012 You may do, then, in time. Fare you well, sir.
He exits.
EDMUND
FTLN 1013 The Duke be here tonight? The better, best.
FTLN 1014 15 This weaves itself perforce into my business.
FTLN 1015 My father hath set guard to take my brother,
FTLN 1016 And I have one thing of a queasy question
FTLN 1017 Which I must act. Briefness and fortune work!—
FTLN 1018 Brother, a word. Descend. Brother, I say!
Enter Edgar.
FTLN 1019 20 My father watches. O sir, fly this place!
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FTLN 1020 Intelligence is given where you are hid.
FTLN 1021 You have now the good advantage of the night.
FTLN 1022 Have you not spoken ’gainst the Duke of Cornwall?
FTLN 1023 He’s coming hither, now, i’ th’ night, i’ th’ haste,
FTLN 1024 25 And Regan with him. Have you nothing said
FTLN 1025 Upon his party ’gainst the Duke of Albany?
FTLN 1026 Advise yourself.
EDGAR FTLN 1027 I am sure on ’t, not a word.
EDMUND
FTLN 1028 I hear my father coming. Pardon me.
FTLN 1029 30 In cunning I must draw my sword upon you.
FTLN 1030 Draw. Seem to defend yourself. Now, quit you
FTLN 1031 well. They draw.
FTLN 1032 Yield! Come before my father! Light, hoa, here!
FTLN 1033 Aside to Edgar. Fly, brother.—Torches, torches!
FTLN 1034 35 —So, farewell. Edgar exits.
FTLN 1035 Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion
FTLN 1036 Of my more fierce endeavor. I have seen drunkards
FTLN 1037 Do more than this in sport. He wounds his arm.
FTLN 1038 Father, father!
FTLN 1039 40 Stop, stop! No help?
Enter Gloucester, and Servants with torches.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1040 Now, Edmund, where’s the
FTLN 1041 villain?
EDMUND
FTLN 1042 Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sword out,
FTLN 1043 Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the moon
FTLN 1044 45 To stand auspicious mistress.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1045 But where is he?
EDMUND
FTLN 1046 Look, sir, I bleed.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1047 Where is the villain,
FTLN 1048 Edmund?
EDMUND
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GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1050 Pursue him, ho! Go after. Servants exit. By no
FTLN 1051 means what?
EDMUND
FTLN 1052 Persuade me to the murder of your Lordship,
FTLN 1053 But that I told him the revenging gods
FTLN 1054 55 ’Gainst parricides did all the thunder bend,
FTLN 1055 Spoke with how manifold and strong a bond
FTLN 1056 The child was bound to th’ father—sir, in fine,
FTLN 1057 Seeing how loathly opposite I stood
FTLN 1058 To his unnatural purpose, in fell motion
FTLN 1059 60 With his preparèd sword he charges home
FTLN 1060 My unprovided body, lanced mine arm;
FTLN 1061 And when he saw my best alarumed spirits,
FTLN 1062 Bold in the quarrel’s right, roused to th’ encounter,
FTLN 1063 Or whether ghasted by the noise I made,
FTLN 1064 65 Full suddenly he fled.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1065 Let him fly far!
FTLN 1066 Not in this land shall he remain uncaught,
FTLN 1067 And found—dispatch. The noble duke my master,
FTLN 1068 My worthy arch and patron, comes tonight.
FTLN 1069 70 By his authority I will proclaim it
FTLN 1070 That he which finds him shall deserve our thanks,
FTLN 1071 Bringing the murderous coward to the stake;
FTLN 1072 He that conceals him, death.
EDMUND
FTLN 1073 When I dissuaded him from his intent
FTLN 1074 75 And found him pight to do it, with curst speech
FTLN 1075 I threatened to discover him. He replied
FTLN 1076 “Thou unpossessing bastard, dost thou think
FTLN 1077 If I would stand against thee, would the reposal
FTLN 1078 Of any trust, virtue, or worth in thee
FTLN 1079 80 Make thy words faithed? No. What I should
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FTLN 1082 My very character—I’d turn it all
FTLN 1083 To thy suggestion, plot, and damnèd practice.
FTLN 1084 85 And thou must make a dullard of the world
FTLN 1085 If they not thought the profits of my death
FTLN 1086 Were very pregnant and potential spurs
FTLN 1087 To make thee seek it.”
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1088 O strange and fastened villain!
FTLN 1089 90 Would he deny his letter, said he?
FTLN 1090 I never got him. Tucket within.
FTLN 1091 Hark, the Duke’s trumpets. I know not why he
FTLN 1092 comes.
FTLN 1093 All ports I’ll bar. The villain shall not ’scape.
FTLN 1094 95 The Duke must grant me that. Besides, his picture
FTLN 1095 I will send far and near, that all the kingdom
FTLN 1096 May have due note of him. And of my land,
FTLN 1097 Loyal and natural boy, I’ll work the means
FTLN 1098 To make thee capable.
Enter Cornwall, Regan, and Attendants.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1099 100 How now, my noble friend? Since I came hither,
FTLN 1100 Which I can call but now, I have heard strange
FTLN 1101 news.
REGAN
FTLN 1102 If it be true, all vengeance comes too short
FTLN 1103 Which can pursue th’ offender. How dost, my
FTLN 1104 105 lord?
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1105 O madam, my old heart is cracked; it’s cracked.
REGAN
FTLN 1106 What, did my father’s godson seek your life?
FTLN 1107 He whom my father named, your Edgar?
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1108 O lady, lady, shame would have it hid!
REGAN
FTLN 1109 110 Was he not companion with the riotous knights
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GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1111 I know not, madam. ’Tis too bad, too bad.
EDMUND
FTLN 1112 Yes, madam, he was of that consort.
REGAN
FTLN 1113 No marvel, then, though he were ill affected.
FTLN 1114 115 ’Tis they have put him on the old man’s death,
FTLN 1115 To have th’ expense and waste of his revenues.
FTLN 1116 I have this present evening from my sister
FTLN 1117 Been well informed of them, and with such cautions
FTLN 1118 That if they come to sojourn at my house
FTLN 1119 120 I’ll not be there.
CORNWALL FTLN 1120 Nor I, assure thee, Regan.—
FTLN 1121 Edmund, I hear that you have shown your father
FTLN 1122 A childlike office.
EDMUND FTLN 1123 It was my duty, sir.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1124 125 He did bewray his practice, and received
FTLN 1125 This hurt you see striving to apprehend him.
CORNWALL FTLN 1126 Is he pursued?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1127 Ay, my good lord.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1128 If he be taken, he shall never more
FTLN 1129 130 Be feared of doing harm. Make your own purpose,
FTLN 1130 How in my strength you please.—For you, Edmund,
FTLN 1131 Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant
FTLN 1132 So much commend itself, you shall be ours.
FTLN 1133 Natures of such deep trust we shall much need.
FTLN 1134 135 You we first seize on.
EDMUND FTLN 1135 I shall serve you, sir,
FTLN 1136 Truly, however else.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1137 For him I thank your Grace.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1138 You know not why we came to visit you—
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FTLN 1140 Occasions, noble Gloucester, of some poise,
FTLN 1141 Wherein we must have use of your advice.
FTLN 1142 Our father he hath writ, so hath our sister,
FTLN 1143 Of differences, which I best thought it fit
FTLN 1144 145 To answer from our home. The several messengers
FTLN 1145 From hence attend dispatch. Our good old friend,
FTLN 1146 Lay comforts to your bosom and bestow
FTLN 1147 Your needful counsel to our businesses,
FTLN 1148 Which craves the instant use.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1149 150 I serve you, madam.
FTLN 1150 Your Graces are right welcome.
Flourish. They exit.
Scene 2
Enter Kent in disguise and Oswald, the Steward,
severally.
OSWALD FTLN 1151 Good dawning to thee, friend. Art of this
FTLN 1152 house?
KENT FTLN 1153 Ay.
OSWALD FTLN 1154 Where may we set our horses?
KENT FTLN 1155 5 I’ th’ mire.
OSWALD FTLN 1156 Prithee, if thou lov’st me, tell me.
KENT FTLN 1157 I love thee not.
OSWALD FTLN 1158 Why then, I care not for thee.
KENT FTLN 1159 If I had thee in Lipsbury pinfold, I would make
FTLN 1160 10 thee care for me.
OSWALD FTLN 1161 Why dost thou use me thus? I know thee not.
KENT FTLN 1162 Fellow, I know thee.
OSWALD FTLN 1163 What dost thou know me for?
KENT FTLN 1164 A knave, a rascal, an eater of broken meats; a
FTLN 1165 15 base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound,
FTLN 1166 filthy worsted-stocking knave; a lily-livered,
FTLN 1167 action-taking, whoreson, glass-gazing, superserviceable,
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FTLN 1169 slave; one that wouldst be a bawd in way of good
FTLN 1170 20 service, and art nothing but the composition of a
FTLN 1171 knave, beggar, coward, pander, and the son and heir
FTLN 1172 of a mongrel bitch; one whom I will beat into
FTLN 1173 clamorous whining if thou deny’st the least syllable
FTLN 1174 of thy addition.
OSWALD FTLN 1175 25 Why, what a monstrous fellow art thou thus
FTLN 1176 to rail on one that is neither known of thee nor
FTLN 1177 knows thee!
KENT FTLN 1178 What a brazen-faced varlet art thou to deny thou
FTLN 1179 knowest me! Is it two days ago since I tripped up
FTLN 1180 30 thy heels and beat thee before the King? He draws
his sword. FTLN 1181 Draw, you rogue, for though it be night,
FTLN 1182 yet the moon shines. I’ll make a sop o’ th’ moonshine
FTLN 1183 of you, you whoreson, cullionly barbermonger.
FTLN 1184 Draw!
OSWALD FTLN 1185 35 Away! I have nothing to do with thee.
KENT FTLN 1186 Draw, you rascal! You come with letters against
FTLN 1187 the King and take Vanity the puppet’s part against
FTLN 1188 the royalty of her father. Draw, you rogue, or I’ll so
FTLN 1189 carbonado your shanks! Draw, you rascal! Come
FTLN 1190 40 your ways.
OSWALD FTLN 1191 Help, ho! Murder! Help!
KENT FTLN 1192 Strike, you slave! Stand, rogue! Stand, you neat
FTLN 1193 slave! Strike! He beats Oswald.
OSWALD FTLN 1194 Help, ho! Murder, murder!
Enter Bastard Edmund, with his rapier drawn,
Cornwall, Regan, Gloucester, Servants.
EDMUND FTLN 1195 45 How now, what’s the matter? Part!
KENT FTLN 1196 With you, goodman boy, if you please. Come, I’ll
FTLN 1197 flesh you. Come on, young master.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1198 Weapons? Arms? What’s the matter here?
CORNWALL FTLN 1199 Keep peace, upon your lives! He dies that
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REGAN
FTLN 1201 The messengers from our sister and the King.
CORNWALL FTLN 1202 What is your difference? Speak.
OSWALD FTLN 1203 I am scarce in breath, my lord.
KENT FTLN 1204 No marvel, you have so bestirred your valor.
FTLN 1205 55 You cowardly rascal, nature disclaims in thee; a
FTLN 1206 tailor made thee.
CORNWALL FTLN 1207 Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a
FTLN 1208 man?
KENT FTLN 1209 A tailor, sir. A stonecutter or a painter could not
FTLN 1210 60 have made him so ill, though they had been but two
FTLN 1211 years o’ th’ trade.
CORNWALL FTLN 1212 Speak yet, how grew your quarrel?
OSWALD FTLN 1213 This ancient ruffian, sir, whose life I have
FTLN 1214 spared at suit of his gray beard—
KENT FTLN 1215 65 Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!
FTLN 1216 —My lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread
FTLN 1217 this unbolted villain into mortar and daub the wall
FTLN 1218 of a jakes with him.—Spare my gray beard, you
FTLN 1219 wagtail?
CORNWALL FTLN 1220 70 Peace, sirrah!
FTLN 1221 You beastly knave, know you no reverence?
KENT
FTLN 1222 Yes, sir, but anger hath a privilege.
CORNWALL FTLN 1223 Why art thou angry?
KENT
FTLN 1224 That such a slave as this should wear a sword,
FTLN 1225 75 Who wears no honesty. Such smiling rogues as
FTLN 1226 these,
FTLN 1227 Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain
FTLN 1228 Which are too intrinse t’ unloose; smooth every
FTLN 1229 passion
FTLN 1230 80 That in the natures of their lords rebel—
FTLN 1231 Being oil to fire, snow to the colder moods—
FTLN 1232 Renege, affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks
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FTLN 1234 Knowing naught, like dogs, but following.—
FTLN 1235 85 A plague upon your epileptic visage!
FTLN 1236 Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool?
FTLN 1237 Goose, if I had you upon Sarum plain,
FTLN 1238 I’d drive you cackling home to Camelot.
CORNWALL FTLN 1239 What, art thou mad, old fellow?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1240 90 How fell you out? Say that.
KENT
FTLN 1241 No contraries hold more antipathy
FTLN 1242 Than I and such a knave.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1243 Why dost thou call him “knave”? What is his fault?
KENT FTLN 1244 His countenance likes me not.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1245 95 No more, perchance, does mine, nor his, nor hers.
KENT
FTLN 1246 Sir, ’tis my occupation to be plain:
FTLN 1247 I have seen better faces in my time
FTLN 1248 Than stands on any shoulder that I see
FTLN 1249 Before me at this instant.
CORNWALL FTLN 1250 100 This is some fellow
FTLN 1251 Who, having been praised for bluntness, doth affect
FTLN 1252 A saucy roughness and constrains the garb
FTLN 1253 Quite from his nature. He cannot flatter, he.
FTLN 1254 An honest mind and plain, he must speak truth!
FTLN 1255 105 An they will take it, so; if not, he’s plain.
FTLN 1256 These kind of knaves I know, which in this
FTLN 1257 plainness
FTLN 1258 Harbor more craft and more corrupter ends
FTLN 1259 Than twenty silly-ducking observants
FTLN 1260 110 That stretch their duties nicely.
KENT
FTLN 1261 Sir, in good faith, in sincere verity,
FTLN 1262 Under th’ allowance of your great aspect,
FTLN 1263 Whose influence, like the wreath of radiant fire
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CORNWALL FTLN 1265 115 What mean’st by this?
KENT FTLN 1266 To go out of my dialect, which you discommend
FTLN 1267 so much. I know, sir, I am no flatterer. He that
FTLN 1268 beguiled you in a plain accent was a plain knave,
FTLN 1269 which for my part I will not be, though I should
FTLN 1270 120 win your displeasure to entreat me to ’t.
CORNWALL , to Oswald FTLN 1271 What was th’ offense you gave
FTLN 1272 him?
OSWALD FTLN 1273 I never gave him any.
FTLN 1274 It pleased the King his master very late
FTLN 1275 125 To strike at me, upon his misconstruction;
FTLN 1276 When he, compact, and flattering his displeasure,
FTLN 1277 Tripped me behind; being down, insulted, railed,
FTLN 1278 And put upon him such a deal of man
FTLN 1279 That worthied him, got praises of the King
FTLN 1280 130 For him attempting who was self-subdued;
FTLN 1281 And in the fleshment of this dread exploit,
FTLN 1282 Drew on me here again.
KENT FTLN 1283 None of these rogues and cowards
FTLN 1284 But Ajax is their fool.
CORNWALL FTLN 1285 135 Fetch forth the stocks.—
FTLN 1286 You stubborn ancient knave, you reverent braggart,
FTLN 1287 We’ll teach you.
KENT FTLN 1288 Sir, I am too old to learn.
FTLN 1289 Call not your stocks for me. I serve the King,
FTLN 1290 140 On whose employment I was sent to you.
FTLN 1291 You shall do small respect, show too bold
FTLN 1292 malice
FTLN 1293 Against the grace and person of my master,
FTLN 1294 Stocking his messenger.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1295 145 Fetch forth the stocks.—As I have life and honor,
FTLN 1296 There shall he sit till noon.
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KENT
FTLN 1298 Why, madam, if I were your father’s dog,
FTLN 1299 You should not use me so.
REGAN FTLN 1300 150 Sir, being his knave, I will.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1301 This is a fellow of the selfsame color
FTLN 1302 Our sister speaks of.—Come, bring away the stocks.
Stocks brought out.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1303 Let me beseech your Grace not to do so.
FTLN 1304 His fault is much, and the good king his master
FTLN 1305 155 Will check him for ’t. Your purposed low correction
FTLN 1306 Is such as basest and contemned’st wretches
FTLN 1307 For pilf’rings and most common trespasses
FTLN 1308 Are punished with. The King must take it ill
FTLN 1309 That he, so slightly valued in his messenger,
FTLN 1310 160 Should have him thus restrained.
CORNWALL FTLN 1311 I’ll answer that.
REGAN
FTLN 1312 My sister may receive it much more worse
FTLN 1313 To have her gentleman abused, assaulted
FTLN 1314 For following her affairs.—Put in his legs.
Kent is put in the stocks.
CORNWALL FTLN 1315 165 Come, my good lord, away.
All but Gloucester and Kent exit.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1316 I am sorry for thee, friend. ’Tis the Duke’s
FTLN 1317 pleasure,
FTLN 1318 Whose disposition all the world well knows
FTLN 1319 Will not be rubbed nor stopped. I’ll entreat for thee.
KENT
FTLN 1320 170 Pray, do not, sir. I have watched and traveled hard.
FTLN 1321 Some time I shall sleep out; the rest I’ll whistle.
FTLN 1322 A good man’s fortune may grow out at heels.
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GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1324 The Duke’s to blame in this. ’Twill be ill taken.
He exits.
KENT
FTLN 1325 175 Good king, that must approve the common saw,
FTLN 1326 Thou out of heaven’s benediction com’st
FTLN 1327 To the warm sun. He takes out a paper.
FTLN 1328 Approach, thou beacon to this under globe,
FTLN 1329 That by thy comfortable beams I may
FTLN 1330 180 Peruse this letter. Nothing almost sees miracles
FTLN 1331 But misery. I know ’tis from Cordelia,
FTLN 1332 Who hath most fortunately been informed
FTLN 1333 Of my obscurèd course, and shall find time
FTLN 1334 From this enormous state, seeking to give
FTLN 1335 185 Losses their remedies. All weary and o’erwatched,
FTLN 1336 Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold
FTLN 1337 This shameful lodging.
FTLN 1338 Fortune, good night. Smile once more; turn thy
FTLN 1339 wheel.
Sleeps.
Scene 3
Enter Edgar.
EDGAR FTLN 1340 I heard myself proclaimed,
FTLN 1341 And by the happy hollow of a tree
FTLN 1342 Escaped the hunt. No port is free; no place
FTLN 1343 That guard and most unusual vigilance
FTLN 1344 5 Does not attend my taking. Whiles I may ’scape,
FTLN 1345 I will preserve myself, and am bethought
FTLN 1346 To take the basest and most poorest shape
FTLN 1347 That ever penury in contempt of man
FTLN 1348 Brought near to beast. My face I’ll grime with filth,
FTLN 1349 10 Blanket my loins, elf all my hairs in knots,
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FTLN 1351 The winds and persecutions of the sky.
FTLN 1352 The country gives me proof and precedent
FTLN 1353 Of Bedlam beggars who with roaring voices
FTLN 1354 15 Strike in their numbed and mortifièd arms
FTLN 1355 Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary,
FTLN 1356 And, with this horrible object, from low farms,
FTLN 1357 Poor pelting villages, sheepcotes, and mills,
FTLN 1358 Sometime with lunatic bans, sometime with prayers,
FTLN 1359 20 Enforce their charity. “Poor Turlygod! Poor Tom!”
FTLN 1360 That’s something yet. “Edgar” I nothing am.
He exits.
Scene 4
Enter Lear, Fool, and Gentleman.
LEAR
FTLN 1361 ’Tis strange that they should so depart from home
FTLN 1362 And not send back my messenger.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 1363 As I learned,
FTLN 1364 The night before there was no purpose in them
FTLN 1365 5 Of this remove.
KENT , waking FTLN 1366 Hail to thee, noble master.
LEAR FTLN 1367 Ha?
FTLN 1368 Mak’st thou this shame thy pastime?
KENT FTLN 1369 No, my lord.
FOOL FTLN 1370 10 Ha, ha, he wears cruel garters. Horses are tied
FTLN 1371 by the heads, dogs and bears by th’ neck, monkeys
FTLN 1372 by th’ loins, and men by th’ legs. When a man’s
FTLN 1373 overlusty at legs, then he wears wooden
FTLN 1374 netherstocks.
LEAR
FTLN 1375 15 What’s he that hath so much thy place mistook
FTLN 1376 To set thee here?
KENT FTLN 1377 It is both he and she,
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LEAR FTLN 1379 No.
KENT FTLN 1380 20 Yes.
LEAR FTLN 1381 No, I say.
KENT FTLN 1382 I say yea.
LEAR FTLN 1383 By Jupiter, I swear no.
KENT FTLN 1384 By Juno, I swear ay.
LEAR FTLN 1385 25 They durst not do ’t.
FTLN 1386 They could not, would not do ’t. ’Tis worse than
FTLN 1387 murder
FTLN 1388 To do upon respect such violent outrage.
FTLN 1389 Resolve me with all modest haste which way
FTLN 1390 30 Thou might’st deserve or they impose this usage,
FTLN 1391 Coming from us.
KENT FTLN 1392 My lord, when at their home
FTLN 1393 I did commend your Highness’ letters to them,
FTLN 1394 Ere I was risen from the place that showed
FTLN 1395 35 My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post,
FTLN 1396 Stewed in his haste, half breathless, panting forth
FTLN 1397 From Goneril his mistress salutations;
FTLN 1398 Delivered letters, spite of intermission,
FTLN 1399 Which presently they read; on whose contents
FTLN 1400 40 They summoned up their meiny, straight took
FTLN 1401 horse,
FTLN 1402 Commanded me to follow and attend
FTLN 1403 The leisure of their answer, gave me cold looks;
FTLN 1404 And meeting here the other messenger,
FTLN 1405 45 Whose welcome, I perceived, had poisoned mine,
FTLN 1406 Being the very fellow which of late
FTLN 1407 Displayed so saucily against your Highness,
FTLN 1408 Having more man than wit about me, drew.
FTLN 1409 He raised the house with loud and coward cries.
FTLN 1410 50 Your son and daughter found this trespass worth
FTLN 1411 The shame which here it suffers.
FOOL FTLN 1412 Winter’s not gone yet if the wild geese fly that
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FTLN 1414 Fathers that wear rags
FTLN 1415 55 Do make their children blind,
FTLN 1416 But fathers that bear bags
FTLN 1417 Shall see their children kind.
FTLN 1418 Fortune, that arrant whore,
FTLN 1419 Ne’er turns the key to th’ poor.
FTLN 1420 60 But, for all this, thou shalt have as many dolors for
FTLN 1421 thy daughters as thou canst tell in a year.
LEAR
FTLN 1422 O, how this mother swells up toward my heart!
FTLN 1423 Hysterica passio, down, thou climbing sorrow!
FTLN 1424 Thy element’s below.—Where is this daughter?
KENT FTLN 1425 65 With the Earl, sir, here within.
LEAR , to Fool and Gentleman FTLN 1426 Follow me not. Stay
FTLN 1427 here. He exits.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 1428 Made you no more offense but what you speak of?
KENT FTLN 1429 None.
FTLN 1430 70 How chance the King comes with so small a number?
FOOL FTLN 1431 An thou hadst been set i’ th’ stocks for that
FTLN 1432 question, thou ’dst well deserved it.
KENT FTLN 1433 Why, Fool?
FOOL FTLN 1434 We’ll set thee to school to an ant to teach thee
FTLN 1435 75 there’s no laboring i’ th’ winter. All that follow
FTLN 1436 their noses are led by their eyes but blind men, and
FTLN 1437 there’s not a nose among twenty but can smell him
FTLN 1438 that’s stinking. Let go thy hold when a great wheel
FTLN 1439 runs down a hill lest it break thy neck with following;
FTLN 1440 80 but the great one that goes upward, let him
FTLN 1441 draw thee after. When a wise man gives thee better
FTLN 1442 counsel, give me mine again. I would have none but
FTLN 1443 knaves follow it, since a Fool gives it.
FTLN 1444 That sir which serves and seeks for gain,
FTLN 1445 85 And follows but for form,
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FTLN 1447 And leave thee in the storm.
FTLN 1448 But I will tarry; the Fool will stay,
FTLN 1449 And let the wise man fly.
FTLN 1450 90 The knave turns fool that runs away;
FTLN 1451 The Fool no knave, perdie.
KENT FTLN 1452 Where learned you this, Fool?
FOOL FTLN 1453 Not i’ th’ stocks, fool.
Enter Lear and Gloucester.
LEAR
FTLN 1454 Deny to speak with me? They are sick? They are
FTLN 1455 95 weary?
FTLN 1456 They have traveled all the night? Mere fetches,
FTLN 1457 The images of revolt and flying off.
FTLN 1458 Fetch me a better answer.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1459 My dear lord,
FTLN 1460 100 You know the fiery quality of the Duke,
FTLN 1461 How unremovable and fixed he is
FTLN 1462 In his own course.
LEAR
FTLN 1463 Vengeance, plague, death, confusion!
FTLN 1464 “Fiery”? What “quality”? Why Gloucester,
FTLN 1465 105 Gloucester,
FTLN 1466 I’d speak with the Duke of Cornwall and his wife.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1467 Well, my good lord, I have informed them so.
LEAR
FTLN 1468 “Informed them”? Dost thou understand me,
FTLN 1469 man?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1470 110 Ay, my good lord.
LEAR
FTLN 1471 The King would speak with Cornwall. The dear
FTLN 1472 father
FTLN 1473 Would with his daughter speak, commands, tends
FTLN 1474 service.
FTLN 1475 115 Are they “informed” of this? My breath and
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FTLN 1477 “Fiery”? The “fiery” duke? Tell the hot duke that—
FTLN 1478 No, but not yet. Maybe he is not well.
FTLN 1479 Infirmity doth still neglect all office
FTLN 1480 120 Whereto our health is bound. We are not ourselves
FTLN 1481 When nature, being oppressed, commands the mind
FTLN 1482 To suffer with the body. I’ll forbear,
FTLN 1483 And am fallen out with my more headier will,
FTLN 1484 To take the indisposed and sickly fit
FTLN 1485 125 For the sound man. Noticing Kent again. Death on
FTLN 1486 my state! Wherefore
FTLN 1487 Should he sit here? This act persuades me
FTLN 1488 That this remotion of the Duke and her
FTLN 1489 Is practice only. Give me my servant forth.
FTLN 1490 130 Go tell the Duke and ’s wife I’d speak with them.
FTLN 1491 Now, presently, bid them come forth and hear me,
FTLN 1492 Or at their chamber door I’ll beat the drum
FTLN 1493 Till it cry sleep to death.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1494 I would have all well betwixt you.
He exits.
LEAR
FTLN 1495 135 O me, my heart, my rising heart! But down!
FOOL FTLN 1496 Cry to it, nuncle, as the cockney did to the eels
FTLN 1497 when she put ’em i’ th’ paste alive. She knapped
FTLN 1498 ’em o’ th’ coxcombs with a stick and cried “Down,
FTLN 1499 wantons, down!” ’Twas her brother that in pure
FTLN 1500 140 kindness to his horse buttered his hay.
Enter Cornwall, Regan, Gloucester, Servants.
LEAR FTLN 1501 Good morrow to you both.
CORNWALL FTLN 1502 Hail to your Grace.
Kent here set at liberty.
REGAN FTLN 1503 I am glad to see your Highness.
LEAR
FTLN 1504 Regan, I think you are. I know what reason
FTLN 1505 145 I have to think so: if thou shouldst not be glad,
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FTLN 1507 Sepulch’ring an adult’ress. To Kent. O, are you
FTLN 1508 free?
FTLN 1509 Some other time for that.—Belovèd Regan,
FTLN 1510 150 Thy sister’s naught. O Regan, she hath tied
FTLN 1511 Sharp-toothed unkindness, like a vulture, here.
FTLN 1512 I can scarce speak to thee. Thou ’lt not believe
FTLN 1513 With how depraved a quality—O Regan!
REGAN
FTLN 1514 I pray you, sir, take patience. I have hope
FTLN 1515 155 You less know how to value her desert
FTLN 1516 Than she to scant her duty.
LEAR FTLN 1517 Say? How is that?
REGAN
FTLN 1518 I cannot think my sister in the least
FTLN 1519 Would fail her obligation. If, sir, perchance
FTLN 1520 160 She have restrained the riots of your followers,
FTLN 1521 ’Tis on such ground and to such wholesome end
FTLN 1522 As clears her from all blame.
LEAR FTLN 1523 My curses on her.
REGAN FTLN 1524 O sir, you are old.
FTLN 1525 165 Nature in you stands on the very verge
FTLN 1526 Of his confine. You should be ruled and led
FTLN 1527 By some discretion that discerns your state
FTLN 1528 Better than you yourself. Therefore, I pray you
FTLN 1529 That to our sister you do make return.
FTLN 1530 170 Say you have wronged her.
LEAR FTLN 1531 Ask her forgiveness?
FTLN 1532 Do you but mark how this becomes the house:
He kneels.
FTLN 1533 “Dear daughter, I confess that I am old.
FTLN 1534 Age is unnecessary. On my knees I beg
FTLN 1535 175 That you’ll vouchsafe me raiment, bed, and food.”
REGAN
FTLN 1536 Good sir, no more. These are unsightly tricks.
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LEAR , rising FTLN 1538 Never, Regan.
FTLN 1539 She hath abated me of half my train,
FTLN 1540 180 Looked black upon me, struck me with her tongue
FTLN 1541 Most serpentlike upon the very heart.
FTLN 1542 All the stored vengeances of heaven fall
FTLN 1543 On her ingrateful top! Strike her young bones,
FTLN 1544 You taking airs, with lameness!
CORNWALL FTLN 1545 185 Fie, sir, fie!
LEAR
FTLN 1546 You nimble lightnings, dart your blinding flames
FTLN 1547 Into her scornful eyes! Infect her beauty,
FTLN 1548 You fen-sucked fogs drawn by the powerful sun
FTLN 1549 To fall and blister!
REGAN
FTLN 1550 190 O, the blest gods! So will you wish on me
FTLN 1551 When the rash mood is on.
LEAR
FTLN 1552 No, Regan, thou shalt never have my curse.
FTLN 1553 Thy tender-hefted nature shall not give
FTLN 1554 Thee o’er to harshness. Her eyes are fierce, but
FTLN 1555 195 thine
FTLN 1556 Do comfort and not burn. ’Tis not in thee
FTLN 1557 To grudge my pleasures, to cut off my train,
FTLN 1558 To bandy hasty words, to scant my sizes,
FTLN 1559 And, in conclusion, to oppose the bolt
FTLN 1560 200 Against my coming in. Thou better know’st
FTLN 1561 The offices of nature, bond of childhood,
FTLN 1562 Effects of courtesy, dues of gratitude.
FTLN 1563 Thy half o’ th’ kingdom hast thou not forgot,
FTLN 1564 Wherein I thee endowed.
REGAN FTLN 1565 205 Good sir, to th’ purpose.
Tucket within.
LEAR
FTLN 1566 Who put my man i’ th’ stocks?
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REGAN
FTLN 1568 I know ’t—my sister’s. This approves her letter,
FTLN 1569 That she would soon be here.
Enter Oswald, the Steward.
FTLN 1570 210 Is your lady come?
LEAR
FTLN 1571 This is a slave whose easy-borrowed pride
FTLN 1572 Dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows.—
FTLN 1573 Out, varlet, from my sight!
CORNWALL FTLN 1574 What means your Grace?
LEAR
FTLN 1575 215 Who stocked my servant? Regan, I have good hope
FTLN 1576 Thou didst not know on ’t.
Enter Goneril.
FTLN 1577 Who comes here? O heavens,
FTLN 1578 If you do love old men, if your sweet sway
FTLN 1579 Allow obedience, if you yourselves are old,
FTLN 1580 220 Make it your cause. Send down and take my part.
FTLN 1581 To Goneril. Art not ashamed to look upon this
FTLN 1582 beard? Regan takes Goneril’s hand.
FTLN 1583 O Regan, will you take her by the hand?
GONERIL
FTLN 1584 Why not by th’ hand, sir? How have I offended?
FTLN 1585 225 All’s not offense that indiscretion finds
FTLN 1586 And dotage terms so.
LEAR FTLN 1587 O sides, you are too tough!
FTLN 1588 Will you yet hold?—How came my man i’ th’
FTLN 1589 stocks?
CORNWALL
FTLN 1590 230 I set him there, sir, but his own disorders
FTLN 1591 Deserved much less advancement.
LEAR FTLN 1592 You? Did you?
REGAN
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FTLN 1595 235 You will return and sojourn with my sister,
FTLN 1596 Dismissing half your train, come then to me.
FTLN 1597 I am now from home and out of that provision
FTLN 1598 Which shall be needful for your entertainment.
LEAR
FTLN 1599 Return to her? And fifty men dismissed?
FTLN 1600 240 No! Rather I abjure all roofs, and choose
FTLN 1601 To wage against the enmity o’ th’ air,
FTLN 1602 To be a comrade with the wolf and owl,
FTLN 1603 Necessity’s sharp pinch. Return with her?
FTLN 1604 Why the hot-blooded France, that dowerless took
FTLN 1605 245 Our youngest born—I could as well be brought
FTLN 1606 To knee his throne and, squire-like, pension beg
FTLN 1607 To keep base life afoot. Return with her?
FTLN 1608 Persuade me rather to be slave and sumpter
FTLN 1609 To this detested groom. He indicates Oswald.
GONERIL FTLN 1610 250 At your choice, sir.
LEAR
FTLN 1611 I prithee, daughter, do not make me mad.
FTLN 1612 I will not trouble thee, my child. Farewell.
FTLN 1613 We’ll no more meet, no more see one another.
FTLN 1614 But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter,
FTLN 1615 255 Or, rather, a disease that’s in my flesh,
FTLN 1616 Which I must needs call mine. Thou art a boil,
FTLN 1617 A plague-sore or embossèd carbuncle
FTLN 1618 In my corrupted blood. But I’ll not chide thee.
FTLN 1619 Let shame come when it will; I do not call it.
FTLN 1620 260 I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot,
FTLN 1621 Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove.
FTLN 1622 Mend when thou canst. Be better at thy leisure.
FTLN 1623 I can be patient. I can stay with Regan,
FTLN 1624 I and my hundred knights.
REGAN FTLN 1625 265 Not altogether so.
FTLN 1626 I looked not for you yet, nor am provided
FTLN 1627 For your fit welcome. Give ear, sir, to my sister,
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FTLN 1629 Must be content to think you old, and so—
FTLN 1630 270 But she knows what she does.
LEAR FTLN 1631 Is this well spoken?
REGAN
FTLN 1632 I dare avouch it, sir. What, fifty followers?
FTLN 1633 Is it not well? What should you need of more?
FTLN 1634 Yea, or so many, sith that both charge and danger
FTLN 1635 275 Speak ’gainst so great a number? How in one house
FTLN 1636 Should many people under two commands
FTLN 1637 Hold amity? ’Tis hard, almost impossible.
GONERIL
FTLN 1638 Why might not you, my lord, receive attendance
FTLN 1639 From those that she calls servants, or from mine?
REGAN
FTLN 1640 280 Why not, my lord? If then they chanced to slack
FTLN 1641 you,
FTLN 1642 We could control them. If you will come to me
FTLN 1643 (For now I spy a danger), I entreat you
FTLN 1644 To bring but five-and-twenty. To no more
FTLN 1645 285 Will I give place or notice.
LEAR FTLN 1646 I gave you all—
REGAN FTLN 1647 And in good time you gave it.
LEAR
FTLN 1648 Made you my guardians, my depositaries,
FTLN 1649 But kept a reservation to be followed
FTLN 1650 290 With such a number. What, must I come to you
FTLN 1651 With five-and-twenty? Regan, said you so?
REGAN
FTLN 1652 And speak ’t again, my lord. No more with me.
LEAR
FTLN 1653 Those wicked creatures yet do look well-favored
FTLN 1654 When others are more wicked. Not being the worst
FTLN 1655 295 Stands in some rank of praise. To Goneril. I’ll go
FTLN 1656 with thee.
FTLN 1657 Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty,
FTLN 1658 And thou art twice her love.
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FTLN 1660 300 What need you five-and-twenty, ten, or five,
FTLN 1661 To follow in a house where twice so many
FTLN 1662 Have a command to tend you?
REGAN FTLN 1663 What need one?
LEAR
FTLN 1664 O, reason not the need! Our basest beggars
FTLN 1665 305 Are in the poorest thing superfluous.
FTLN 1666 Allow not nature more than nature needs,
FTLN 1667 Man’s life is cheap as beast’s. Thou art a lady;
FTLN 1668 If only to go warm were gorgeous,
FTLN 1669 Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear’st,
FTLN 1670 310 Which scarcely keeps thee warm. But, for true
FTLN 1671 need—
FTLN 1672 You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need!
FTLN 1673 You see me here, you gods, a poor old man
FTLN 1674 As full of grief as age, wretched in both.
FTLN 1675 315 If it be you that stirs these daughters’ hearts
FTLN 1676 Against their father, fool me not so much
FTLN 1677 To bear it tamely. Touch me with noble anger,
FTLN 1678 And let not women’s weapons, water drops,
FTLN 1679 Stain my man’s cheeks.—No, you unnatural hags,
FTLN 1680 320 I will have such revenges on you both
FTLN 1681 That all the world shall—I will do such things—
FTLN 1682 What they are yet I know not, but they shall be
FTLN 1683 The terrors of the Earth! You think I’ll weep.
FTLN 1684 No, I’ll not weep.
FTLN 1685 325 I have full cause of weeping, but this heart
Storm and tempest.
FTLN 1686 Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws
FTLN 1687 Or ere I’ll weep.—O Fool, I shall go mad!
Lear, Kent, and Fool exit
with Gloucester and the Gentleman.
CORNWALL FTLN 1688 Let us withdraw. ’Twill be a storm.
REGAN
FTLN 1689 This house is little. The old man and ’s people
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GONERIL
FTLN 1691 ’Tis his own blame hath put himself from rest,
FTLN 1692 And must needs taste his folly.
REGAN
FTLN 1693 For his particular, I’ll receive him gladly,
FTLN 1694 But not one follower.
GONERIL
FTLN 1695 335 So am I purposed. Where is my lord of Gloucester?
CORNWALL
FTLN 1696 Followed the old man forth.
Enter Gloucester.
FTLN 1697 He is returned.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1698 The King is in high rage.
CORNWALL FTLN 1699 Whither is he going?
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1700 340 He calls to horse, but will I know not whither.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1701 ’Tis best to give him way. He leads himself.
GONERIL , to Gloucester
FTLN 1702 My lord, entreat him by no means to stay.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 1703 Alack, the night comes on, and the high winds
FTLN 1704 Do sorely ruffle. For many miles about
FTLN 1705 345 There’s scarce a bush.
REGAN FTLN 1706 O sir, to willful men
FTLN 1707 The injuries that they themselves procure
FTLN 1708 Must be their schoolmasters. Shut up your doors.
FTLN 1709 He is attended with a desperate train,
FTLN 1710 350 And what they may incense him to, being apt
FTLN 1711 To have his ear abused, wisdom bids fear.
CORNWALL
FTLN 1712 Shut up your doors, my lord. ’Tis a wild night.
FTLN 1713 My Regan counsels well. Come out o’ th’ storm.
They exit.

ACT 3
Scene 1
Storm still. Enter Kent in disguise, and a Gentleman,
severally.
KENT FTLN 1714 Who’s there, besides foul weather?
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 1715 One minded like the weather, most unquietly.
KENT FTLN 1716 I know you. Where’s the King?
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 1717 Contending with the fretful elements;
FTLN 1718 5 Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea
FTLN 1719 Or swell the curlèd waters ’bove the main,
FTLN 1720 That things might change or cease; tears his white
FTLN 1721 hair,
FTLN 1722 Which the impetuous blasts with eyeless rage
FTLN 1723 10 Catch in their fury and make nothing of;
FTLN 1724 Strives in his little world of man to outscorn
FTLN 1725 The to-and-fro conflicting wind and rain.
FTLN 1726 This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would
FTLN 1727 couch,
FTLN 1728 15 The lion and the belly-pinchèd wolf
FTLN 1729 Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs
FTLN 1730 And bids what will take all.
KENT FTLN 1731 But who is with him?
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 1732 None but the Fool, who labors to outjest
FTLN 1733 20 His heart-struck injuries.
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KENT FTLN 1734 Sir, I do know you
FTLN 1735 And dare upon the warrant of my note
FTLN 1736 Commend a dear thing to you. There is division,
FTLN 1737 Although as yet the face of it is covered
FTLN 1738 25 With mutual cunning, ’twixt Albany and Cornwall,
FTLN 1739 Who have—as who have not, that their great stars
FTLN 1740 Throned and set high?—servants, who seem no less,
FTLN 1741 Which are to France the spies and speculations
FTLN 1742 Intelligent of our state. From France there comes
FTLN 1743 30 a power
FTLN 1744 Into this scattered kingdom, who already,
FTLN 1745 Wise in our negligence, have secret feet
FTLN 1746 In some of our best ports and are at point
FTLN 1747 To show their open banner. Now to you:
FTLN 1748 35 If on my credit you dare build so far
FTLN 1749 To make your speed to Dover, you shall find
FTLN 1750 Some that will thank you, making just report
FTLN 1751 Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow
FTLN 1752 The King hath cause to plain: what hath been seen,
FTLN 1753 40 Either in snuffs and packings of the dukes,
FTLN 1754 Or the hard rein which both of them hath borne
FTLN 1755 Against the old kind king, or something deeper,
FTLN 1756 Whereof perchance these are but furnishings.
FTLN 1757 I am a gentleman of blood and breeding,
FTLN 1758 45 And from some knowledge and assurance offer
FTLN 1759 This office to you.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 1760 I will talk further with you.
KENT FTLN 1761 No, do not.
FTLN 1762 For confirmation that I am much more
FTLN 1763 50 Than my outwall, open this purse and take
FTLN 1764 What it contains.
Kent hands him a purse and a ring.
FTLN 1765 If you shall see Cordelia
FTLN 1766 (As fear not but you shall), show her this ring,
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FTLN 1768 55 That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm!
FTLN 1769 I will go seek the King.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 1770 Give me your hand. Have you no more to say?
KENT
FTLN 1771 Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet:
FTLN 1772 That when we have found the King—in which your
FTLN 1773 60 pain
FTLN 1774 That way, I’ll this—he that first lights on him
FTLN 1775 Holla the other.
They exit separately.
Scene 2
Storm still. Enter Lear and Fool.
LEAR
FTLN 1776 Blow winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage, blow!
FTLN 1777 You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
FTLN 1778 Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the
FTLN 1779 cocks.
FTLN 1780 5 You sulph’rous and thought-executing fires,
FTLN 1781 Vaunt-couriers of oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
FTLN 1782 Singe my white head. And thou, all-shaking
FTLN 1783 thunder,
FTLN 1784 Strike flat the thick rotundity o’ th’ world.
FTLN 1785 10 Crack nature’s molds, all germens spill at once
FTLN 1786 That makes ingrateful man.
FOOL FTLN 1787 O nuncle, court holy water in a dry house is
FTLN 1788 better than this rainwater out o’ door. Good nuncle,
FTLN 1789 in. Ask thy daughters’ blessing. Here’s a night
FTLN 1790 15 pities neither wise men nor fools.
LEAR
FTLN 1791 Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain!
FTLN 1792 Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daughters.
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FTLN 1794 I never gave you kingdom, called you children;
FTLN 1795 20 You owe me no subscription. Then let fall
FTLN 1796 Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand your slave,
FTLN 1797 A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man.
FTLN 1798 But yet I call you servile ministers,
FTLN 1799 That will with two pernicious daughters join
FTLN 1800 25 Your high-engendered battles ’gainst a head
FTLN 1801 So old and white as this. O, ho, ’tis foul!
FOOL FTLN 1802 He that has a house to put ’s head in has a good
FTLN 1803 headpiece.
FTLN 1804 The codpiece that will house
FTLN 1805 30 Before the head has any,
FTLN 1806 The head and he shall louse;
FTLN 1807 So beggars marry many.
FTLN 1808 The man that makes his toe
FTLN 1809 What he his heart should make,
FTLN 1810 35 Shall of a corn cry woe,
FTLN 1811 And turn his sleep to wake.
FTLN 1812 For there was never yet fair woman but she made
FTLN 1813 mouths in a glass.
LEAR
FTLN 1814 No, I will be the pattern of all patience.
FTLN 1815 40 I will say nothing.
Enter Kent in disguise.
KENT FTLN 1816 Who’s there?
FOOL FTLN 1817 Marry, here’s grace and a codpiece; that’s a
FTLN 1818 wise man and a fool.
KENT
FTLN 1819 Alas, sir, are you here? Things that love night
FTLN 1820 45 Love not such nights as these. The wrathful skies
FTLN 1821 Gallow the very wanderers of the dark
FTLN 1822 And make them keep their caves. Since I was man,
FTLN 1823 Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder,
FTLN 1824 Such groans of roaring wind and rain I never
FTLN 1825 50 Remember to have heard. Man’s nature cannot carry
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LEAR FTLN 1827 Let the great gods
FTLN 1828 That keep this dreadful pudder o’er our heads
FTLN 1829 Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou wretch,
FTLN 1830 55 That hast within thee undivulgèd crimes
FTLN 1831 Unwhipped of justice. Hide thee, thou bloody hand,
FTLN 1832 Thou perjured, and thou simular of virtue
FTLN 1833 That art incestuous. Caitiff, to pieces shake,
FTLN 1834 That under covert and convenient seeming
FTLN 1835 60 Has practiced on man’s life. Close pent-up guilts,
FTLN 1836 Rive your concealing continents and cry
FTLN 1837 These dreadful summoners grace. I am a man
FTLN 1838 More sinned against than sinning.
KENT FTLN 1839 Alack,
FTLN 1840 65 bareheaded?
FTLN 1841 Gracious my lord, hard by here is a hovel.
FTLN 1842 Some friendship will it lend you ’gainst the tempest.
FTLN 1843 Repose you there while I to this hard house—
FTLN 1844 More harder than the stones whereof ’tis raised,
FTLN 1845 70 Which even but now, demanding after you,
FTLN 1846 Denied me to come in—return and force
FTLN 1847 Their scanted courtesy.
LEAR FTLN 1848 My wits begin to turn.—
FTLN 1849 Come on, my boy. How dost, my boy? Art cold?
FTLN 1850 75 I am cold myself.—Where is this straw, my fellow?
FTLN 1851 The art of our necessities is strange
FTLN 1852 And can make vile things precious. Come, your
FTLN 1853 hovel.—
FTLN 1854 Poor Fool and knave, I have one part in my heart
FTLN 1855 80 That’s sorry yet for thee.
FOOL sings
FTLN 1856 He that has and a little tiny wit,
FTLN 1857 With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
FTLN 1858 Must make content with his fortunes fit,
FTLN 1859 Though the rain it raineth every day.
LEAR
FTLN 1860 85 True, my good boy.—Come, bring us to this hovel.
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FOOL FTLN 1861 This is a brave night to cool a courtesan. I’ll
FTLN 1862 speak a prophecy ere I go:
FTLN 1863 When priests are more in word than matter,
FTLN 1864 When brewers mar their malt with water,
FTLN 1865 90 When nobles are their tailors’ tutors,
FTLN 1866 No heretics burned but wenches’ suitors,
FTLN 1867 When every case in law is right,
FTLN 1868 No squire in debt, nor no poor knight;
FTLN 1869 When slanders do not live in tongues,
FTLN 1870 95 Nor cutpurses come not to throngs,
FTLN 1871 When usurers tell their gold i’ th’ field,
FTLN 1872 And bawds and whores do churches build,
FTLN 1873 Then shall the realm of Albion
FTLN 1874 Come to great confusion;
FTLN 1875 100 Then comes the time, who lives to see ’t,
FTLN 1876 That going shall be used with feet.
FTLN 1877 This prophecy Merlin shall make, for I live before
FTLN 1878 his time.
He exits.
Scene 3
Enter Gloucester and Edmund.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1879 Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this
FTLN 1880 unnatural dealing. When I desired their leave that I
FTLN 1881 might pity him, they took from me the use of mine
FTLN 1882 own house, charged me on pain of perpetual
FTLN 1883 5 displeasure neither to speak of him, entreat for
FTLN 1884 him, or any way sustain him.
EDMUND FTLN 1885 Most savage and unnatural.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 1886 Go to; say you nothing. There is division
FTLN 1887 between the dukes, and a worse matter than that. I
FTLN 1888 10 have received a letter this night; ’tis dangerous to
FTLN 1889 be spoken; I have locked the letter in my closet.
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FTLN 1891 home; there is part of a power already footed. We
FTLN 1892 must incline to the King. I will look him and privily
FTLN 1893 15 relieve him. Go you and maintain talk with the
FTLN 1894 Duke, that my charity be not of him perceived. If he
FTLN 1895 ask for me, I am ill and gone to bed. If I die for it, as
FTLN 1896 no less is threatened me, the King my old master
FTLN 1897 must be relieved. There is strange things toward,
FTLN 1898 20 Edmund. Pray you, be careful. He exits.
EDMUND
FTLN 1899 This courtesy forbid thee shall the Duke
FTLN 1900 Instantly know, and of that letter too.
FTLN 1901 This seems a fair deserving, and must draw me
FTLN 1902 That which my father loses—no less than all.
FTLN 1903 25 The younger rises when the old doth fall.
He exits.
Scene 4
Enter Lear, Kent in disguise, and Fool.
KENT
FTLN 1904 Here is the place, my lord. Good my lord, enter.
FTLN 1905 The tyranny of the open night ’s too rough
FTLN 1906 For nature to endure. Storm still.
LEAR FTLN 1907 Let me alone.
KENT
FTLN 1908 5 Good my lord, enter here.
LEAR FTLN 1909 Wilt break my heart?
KENT
FTLN 1910 I had rather break mine own. Good my lord, enter.
LEAR
FTLN 1911 Thou think’st ’tis much that this contentious storm
FTLN 1912 Invades us to the skin. So ’tis to thee.
FTLN 1913 10 But where the greater malady is fixed,
FTLN 1914 The lesser is scarce felt. Thou ’dst shun a bear,
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FTLN 1916 Thou ’dst meet the bear i’ th’ mouth. When the
FTLN 1917 mind’s free,
FTLN 1918 15 The body’s delicate. This tempest in my mind
FTLN 1919 Doth from my senses take all feeling else
FTLN 1920 Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude!
FTLN 1921 Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand
FTLN 1922 For lifting food to ’t? But I will punish home.
FTLN 1923 20 No, I will weep no more. In such a night
FTLN 1924 To shut me out? Pour on. I will endure.
FTLN 1925 In such a night as this? O Regan, Goneril,
FTLN 1926 Your old kind father whose frank heart gave all!
FTLN 1927 O, that way madness lies. Let me shun that;
FTLN 1928 25 No more of that.
KENT FTLN 1929 Good my lord, enter here.
LEAR
FTLN 1930 Prithee, go in thyself. Seek thine own ease.
FTLN 1931 This tempest will not give me leave to ponder
FTLN 1932 On things would hurt me more. But I’ll go in.—
FTLN 1933 30 In, boy; go first.—You houseless poverty—
FTLN 1934 Nay, get thee in. I’ll pray, and then I’ll sleep.
Fool exits.
FTLN 1935 Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are,
FTLN 1936 That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
FTLN 1937 How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
FTLN 1938 35 Your looped and windowed raggedness defend
FTLN 1939 you
FTLN 1940 From seasons such as these? O, I have ta’en
FTLN 1941 Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp.
FTLN 1942 Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
FTLN 1943 40 That thou may’st shake the superflux to them
FTLN 1944 And show the heavens more just.
EDGAR within FTLN 1945 Fathom and half, fathom and half!
FTLN 1946 Poor Tom!
Enter Fool.
FOOL FTLN 1947 Come not in here, nuncle; here’s a spirit. Help
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KENT FTLN 1949 Give me thy hand. Who’s there?
FOOL FTLN 1950 A spirit, a spirit! He says his name’s Poor Tom.
KENT FTLN 1951 What art thou that dost grumble there i’ th’
FTLN 1952 straw? Come forth.
Enter Edgar in disguise.
EDGAR FTLN 1953 50 Away. The foul fiend follows me. Through the
FTLN 1954 sharp hawthorn blows the cold wind. Hum! Go to
FTLN 1955 thy cold bed and warm thee.
LEAR FTLN 1956 Didst thou give all to thy daughters? And art thou
FTLN 1957 come to this?
EDGAR FTLN 1958 55 Who gives anything to Poor Tom, whom the
FTLN 1959 foul fiend hath led through fire and through flame,
FTLN 1960 through ford and whirlpool, o’er bog and quagmire;
FTLN 1961 that hath laid knives under his pillow and
FTLN 1962 halters in his pew, set ratsbane by his porridge,
FTLN 1963 60 made him proud of heart to ride on a bay trotting
FTLN 1964 horse over four-inched bridges to course his own
FTLN 1965 shadow for a traitor? Bless thy five wits! Tom’s
FTLN 1966 a-cold. O, do de, do de, do de. Bless thee from
FTLN 1967 whirlwinds, star-blasting, and taking! Do Poor Tom
FTLN 1968 65 some charity, whom the foul fiend vexes. There
FTLN 1969 could I have him now, and there—and there again
FTLN 1970 —and there. Storm still.
LEAR
FTLN 1971 Has his daughters brought him to this pass?—
FTLN 1972 Couldst thou save nothing? Wouldst thou give ’em
FTLN 1973 70 all?
FOOL FTLN 1974 Nay, he reserved a blanket, else we had been all
FTLN 1975 shamed.
LEAR
FTLN 1976 Now all the plagues that in the pendulous air
FTLN 1977 Hang fated o’er men’s faults light on thy daughters!
KENT FTLN 1978 75 He hath no daughters, sir.
LEAR
FTLN 1979 Death, traitor! Nothing could have subdued nature
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FTLN 1981 Is it the fashion that discarded fathers
FTLN 1982 Should have thus little mercy on their flesh?
FTLN 1983 80 Judicious punishment! ’Twas this flesh begot
FTLN 1984 Those pelican daughters.
EDGAR FTLN 1985 Pillicock sat on Pillicock Hill. Alow, alow, loo,
FTLN 1986 loo.
FOOL FTLN 1987 This cold night will turn us all to fools and
FTLN 1988 85 madmen.
EDGAR FTLN 1989 Take heed o’ th’ foul fiend. Obey thy parents,
FTLN 1990 keep thy word’s justice, swear not, commit not with
FTLN 1991 man’s sworn spouse, set not thy sweet heart on
FTLN 1992 proud array. Tom’s a-cold.
LEAR FTLN 1993 90 What hast thou been?
EDGAR FTLN 1994 A servingman, proud in heart and mind, that
FTLN 1995 curled my hair, wore gloves in my cap, served the
FTLN 1996 lust of my mistress’ heart and did the act of
FTLN 1997 darkness with her, swore as many oaths as I spake
FTLN 1998 95 words and broke them in the sweet face of heaven;
FTLN 1999 one that slept in the contriving of lust and waked to
FTLN 2000 do it. Wine loved I deeply, dice dearly, and in
FTLN 2001 woman out-paramoured the Turk. False of heart,
FTLN 2002 light of ear, bloody of hand; hog in sloth, fox in
FTLN 2003 100 stealth, wolf in greediness, dog in madness, lion in
FTLN 2004 prey. Let not the creaking of shoes nor the rustling
FTLN 2005 of silks betray thy poor heart to woman. Keep thy
FTLN 2006 foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy
FTLN 2007 pen from lenders’ books, and defy the foul fiend.
FTLN 2008 105 Still through the hawthorn blows the cold wind;
FTLN 2009 says suum, mun, nonny. Dolphin my boy, boy, sessa!
FTLN 2010 Let him trot by. Storm still.
LEAR FTLN 2011 Thou wert better in a grave than to answer with
FTLN 2012 thy uncovered body this extremity of the skies.—Is
FTLN 2013 110 man no more than this? Consider him well.—Thou
FTLN 2014 ow’st the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep
FTLN 2015 no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha, here’s three on ’s
FTLN 2016 are sophisticated. Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated
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FTLN 2018 115 forked animal as thou art. Off, off, you lendings!
FTLN 2019 Come, unbutton here. Tearing off his clothes.
FOOL FTLN 2020 Prithee, nuncle, be contented. ’Tis a naughty
FTLN 2021 night to swim in. Now, a little fire in a wild field
FTLN 2022 were like an old lecher’s heart—a small spark, all
FTLN 2023 120 the rest on ’s body cold.
Enter Gloucester, with a torch.
FTLN 2024 Look, here comes a walking fire.
EDGAR FTLN 2025 This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet. He begins
FTLN 2026 at curfew and walks till the first cock. He
FTLN 2027 gives the web and the pin, squints the eye, and
FTLN 2028 125 makes the harelip, mildews the white wheat, and
FTLN 2029 hurts the poor creature of earth.
FTLN 2030 Swithold footed thrice the ’old,
FTLN 2031 He met the nightmare and her ninefold,
FTLN 2032 Bid her alight,
FTLN 2033 130 And her troth plight,
FTLN 2034 And aroint thee, witch, aroint thee.
KENT FTLN 2035 How fares your Grace?
LEAR FTLN 2036 What’s he?
KENT FTLN 2037 Who’s there? What is ’t you seek?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2038 135 What are you there? Your names?
EDGAR FTLN 2039 Poor Tom, that eats the swimming frog, the
FTLN 2040 toad, the tadpole, the wall newt, and the water;
FTLN 2041 that, in the fury of his heart, when the foul fiend
FTLN 2042 rages, eats cow dung for sallets, swallows the old
FTLN 2043 140 rat and the ditch-dog, drinks the green mantle of
FTLN 2044 the standing pool; who is whipped from tithing to
FTLN 2045 tithing, and stocked, punished, and imprisoned;
FTLN 2046 who hath had three suits to his back, six shirts to
FTLN 2047 his body,
FTLN 2048 145 Horse to ride, and weapon to wear;
FTLN 2049 But mice and rats and such small deer
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FTLN 2051 Beware my follower. Peace, Smulkin! Peace, thou
FTLN 2052 fiend!
GLOUCESTER , to Lear
FTLN 2053 150 What, hath your Grace no better company?
EDGAR FTLN 2054 The Prince of Darkness is a gentleman. Modo
FTLN 2055 he’s called, and Mahu.
GLOUCESTER , to Lear
FTLN 2056 Our flesh and blood, my lord, is grown so vile
FTLN 2057 That it doth hate what gets it.
EDGAR FTLN 2058 155 Poor Tom’s a-cold.
GLOUCESTER , to Lear
FTLN 2059 Go in with me. My duty cannot suffer
FTLN 2060 T’ obey in all your daughters’ hard commands.
FTLN 2061 Though their injunction be to bar my doors
FTLN 2062 And let this tyrannous night take hold upon you,
FTLN 2063 160 Yet have I ventured to come seek you out
FTLN 2064 And bring you where both fire and food is ready.
LEAR
FTLN 2065 First let me talk with this philosopher.
FTLN 2066 To Edgar. What is the cause of thunder?
KENT
FTLN 2067 Good my lord, take his offer; go into th’ house.
LEAR
FTLN 2068 165 I’ll talk a word with this same learnèd Theban.—
FTLN 2069 What is your study?
EDGAR FTLN 2070 How to prevent the fiend and to kill vermin.
LEAR FTLN 2071 Let me ask you one word in private.
They talk aside.
KENT , to Gloucester
FTLN 2072 Importune him once more to go, my lord.
FTLN 2073 170 His wits begin t’ unsettle.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2074 Canst thou blame him?
Storm still.
FTLN 2075 His daughters seek his death. Ah, that good Kent!
FTLN 2076 He said it would be thus, poor banished man.
FTLN 2077 Thou sayest the King grows mad; I’ll tell thee,
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FTLN 2079 I am almost mad myself. I had a son,
FTLN 2080 Now outlawed from my blood. He sought my life
FTLN 2081 But lately, very late. I loved him, friend,
FTLN 2082 No father his son dearer. True to tell thee,
FTLN 2083 180 The grief hath crazed my wits. What a night’s this!
FTLN 2084 —I do beseech your Grace—
LEAR FTLN 2085 O, cry you mercy, sir.
FTLN 2086 To Edgar. Noble philosopher, your company.
EDGAR FTLN 2087 Tom’s a-cold.
GLOUCESTER , to Edgar
FTLN 2088 185 In fellow, there, into th’ hovel. Keep thee warm.
LEAR FTLN 2089 Come, let’s in all.
KENT FTLN 2090 This way, my lord.
LEAR , indicating Edgar FTLN 2091 With him.
FTLN 2092 I will keep still with my philosopher.
KENT , to Gloucester
FTLN 2093 190 Good my lord, soothe him. Let him take the fellow.
GLOUCESTER , to Kent FTLN 2094 Take him you on.
KENT , to Edgar
FTLN 2095 Sirrah, come on: go along with us.
LEAR FTLN 2096 Come, good Athenian.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2097 No words, no words. Hush.
EDGAR
FTLN 2098 195 Child Rowland to the dark tower came.
FTLN 2099 His word was still “Fie, foh, and fum,
FTLN 2100 I smell the blood of a British man.”
They exit.
Scene 5
Enter Cornwall, and Edmund with a paper.
CORNWALL FTLN 2101 I will have my revenge ere I depart his
FTLN 2102 house.
EDMUND FTLN 2103 How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature
FTLN 2104 thus gives way to loyalty, something fears me to
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CORNWALL FTLN 2106 I now perceive it was not altogether your
FTLN 2107 brother’s evil disposition made him seek his death,
FTLN 2108 but a provoking merit set awork by a reprovable
FTLN 2109 badness in himself.
EDMUND FTLN 2110 10 How malicious is my fortune that I must
FTLN 2111 repent to be just! This is the letter he spoke of,
FTLN 2112 which approves him an intelligent party to the
FTLN 2113 advantages of France. O heavens, that this treason
FTLN 2114 were not, or not I the detector.
CORNWALL FTLN 2115 15 Go with me to the Duchess.
EDMUND FTLN 2116 If the matter of this paper be certain, you
FTLN 2117 have mighty business in hand.
CORNWALL FTLN 2118 True or false, it hath made thee Earl of
FTLN 2119 Gloucester. Seek out where thy father is, that he
FTLN 2120 20 may be ready for our apprehension.
EDMUND , aside FTLN 2121 If I find him comforting the King, it
FTLN 2122 will stuff his suspicion more fully.—I will persevere
FTLN 2123 in my course of loyalty, though the conflict be sore
FTLN 2124 between that and my blood.
CORNWALL FTLN 2125 25 I will lay trust upon thee, and thou shalt
FTLN 2126 find a dearer father in my love.
They exit.
Scene 6
Enter Kent in disguise, and Gloucester.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2127 Here is better than the open air. Take it
FTLN 2128 thankfully. I will piece out the comfort with what
FTLN 2129 addition I can. I will not be long from you.
KENT FTLN 2130 All the power of his wits have given way to his
FTLN 2131 5 impatience. The gods reward your kindness!
Gloucester exits.
Enter Lear, Edgar in disguise, and Fool.
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FTLN 2133 angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and
FTLN 2134 beware the foul fiend.
FOOL FTLN 2135 Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a
FTLN 2136 10 gentleman or a yeoman.
LEAR FTLN 2137 A king, a king!
FOOL FTLN 2138 No, he’s a yeoman that has a gentleman to his
FTLN 2139 son, for he’s a mad yeoman that sees his son a
FTLN 2140 gentleman before him.
LEAR
FTLN 2141 15 To have a thousand with red burning spits
FTLN 2142 Come hissing in upon ’em!
EDGAR FTLN 2143 The foul fiend bites my back.
FOOL FTLN 2144 He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a
FTLN 2145 horse’s health, a boy’s love, or a whore’s oath.
LEAR
FTLN 2146 20 It shall be done. I will arraign them straight.
FTLN 2147 To Edgar. Come, sit thou here, most learnèd
FTLN 2148 justice.
FTLN 2149 To Fool. Thou sapient sir, sit here. Now, you
FTLN 2150 she-foxes—
EDGAR FTLN 2151 25 Look where he stands and glares!—Want’st
FTLN 2152 thou eyes at trial, madam?
Sings. FTLN 2153 Come o’er the burn, Bessy, to me—
FOOL sings
FTLN 2154 Her boat hath a leak,
FTLN 2155 And she must not speak
FTLN 2156 30 Why she dares not come over to thee.
EDGAR FTLN 2157 The foul fiend haunts Poor Tom in the voice of
FTLN 2158 a nightingale. Hoppedance cries in Tom’s belly for
FTLN 2159 two white herring.—Croak not, black angel. I have
FTLN 2160 no food for thee.
KENT , to Lear
FTLN 2161 35 How do you, sir? Stand you not so amazed.
FTLN 2162 Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?
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FTLN 2164 To Edgar. Thou robèd man of justice, take thy
FTLN 2165 place,
FTLN 2166 40 To Fool. And thou, his yokefellow of equity,
FTLN 2167 Bench by his side. To Kent. You are o’ th’
FTLN 2168 commission;
FTLN 2169 Sit you, too.
EDGAR FTLN 2170 Let us deal justly.
Sings. FTLN 2171 45 Sleepest or wakest, thou jolly shepherd?
FTLN 2172 Thy sheep be in the corn.
FTLN 2173 And for one blast of thy minikin mouth,
FTLN 2174 Thy sheep shall take no harm.
FTLN 2175 Purr the cat is gray.
LEAR FTLN 2176 50 Arraign her first; ’tis Goneril. I here take my oath
FTLN 2177 before this honorable assembly, kicked the poor
FTLN 2178 king her father.
FOOL FTLN 2179 Come hither, mistress. Is your name Goneril?
LEAR FTLN 2180 She cannot deny it.
FOOL FTLN 2181 55 Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint stool.
LEAR
FTLN 2182 And here’s another whose warped looks proclaim
FTLN 2183 What store her heart is made on. Stop her there!
FTLN 2184 Arms, arms, sword, fire! Corruption in the place!
FTLN 2185 False justicer, why hast thou let her ’scape?
EDGAR FTLN 2186 60 Bless thy five wits!
KENT , to Lear
FTLN 2187 O pity! Sir, where is the patience now
FTLN 2188 That you so oft have boasted to retain?
EDGAR , aside
FTLN 2189 My tears begin to take his part so much
FTLN 2190 They mar my counterfeiting.
LEAR FTLN 2191 65 The little dogs and all,
FTLN 2192 Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me.
EDGAR FTLN 2193 Tom will throw his head at them.—Avaunt, you
FTLN 2194 curs!
FTLN 2195 Be thy mouth or black or white,
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FTLN 2197 Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,
FTLN 2198 Hound or spaniel, brach, or lym,
FTLN 2199 Bobtail tike, or trundle-tail,
FTLN 2200 Tom will make him weep and wail;
FTLN 2201 75 For, with throwing thus my head,
FTLN 2202 Dogs leapt the hatch, and all are fled.
FTLN 2203 Do de, de, de. Sessa! Come, march to wakes
FTLN 2204 and fairs and market towns. Poor Tom, thy horn
FTLN 2205 is dry.
LEAR FTLN 2206 80 Then let them anatomize Regan; see what breeds
FTLN 2207 about her heart. Is there any cause in nature that
FTLN 2208 make these hard hearts? To Edgar. You, sir, I
FTLN 2209 entertain for one of my hundred; only I do not like
FTLN 2210 the fashion of your garments. You will say they are
FTLN 2211 85 Persian, but let them be changed.
KENT
FTLN 2212 Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile.
LEAR , lying down FTLN 2213 Make no noise, make no noise.
FTLN 2214 Draw the curtains. So, so, we’ll go to supper i’ th’
FTLN 2215 morning.
FOOL FTLN 2216 90 And I’ll go to bed at noon.
Enter Gloucester.
GLOUCESTER , to Kent
FTLN 2217 Come hither, friend. Where is the King my master?
KENT
FTLN 2218 Here, sir, but trouble him not; his wits are gone.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2219 Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms.
FTLN 2220 I have o’erheard a plot of death upon him.
FTLN 2221 95 There is a litter ready; lay him in ’t,
FTLN 2222 And drive toward Dover, friend, where thou shalt
FTLN 2223 meet
FTLN 2224 Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master.
FTLN 2225 If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
FTLN 2226 100 With thine and all that offer to defend him,
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FTLN 2228 And follow me, that will to some provision
FTLN 2229 Give thee quick conduct.
KENT FTLN 2230 Oppressèd nature sleeps.
FTLN 2231 105 This rest might yet have balmed thy broken sinews,
FTLN 2232 Which, if convenience will not allow,
FTLN 2233 Stand in hard cure. To the Fool. Come, help to
FTLN 2234 bear thy master.
FTLN 2235 Thou must not stay behind.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2236 110 Come, come away.
All but Edgar exit, carrying Lear.
EDGAR
FTLN 2237 When we our betters see bearing our woes,
FTLN 2238 We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
FTLN 2239 Who alone suffers suffers most i’ th’ mind,
FTLN 2240 Leaving free things and happy shows behind.
FTLN 2241 115 But then the mind much sufferance doth o’erskip
FTLN 2242 When grief hath mates and bearing fellowship.
FTLN 2243 How light and portable my pain seems now
FTLN 2244 When that which makes me bend makes the King
FTLN 2245 bow!
FTLN 2246 120 He childed as I fathered. Tom, away.
FTLN 2247 Mark the high noises, and thyself bewray
FTLN 2248 When false opinion, whose wrong thoughts defile
FTLN 2249 thee,
FTLN 2250 In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee.
FTLN 2251 125 What will hap more tonight, safe ’scape the King!
FTLN 2252 Lurk, lurk.
He exits.
Scene 7
Enter Cornwall, Regan, Goneril, Edmund, the Bastard,
and Servants.
CORNWALL , to Goneril FTLN 2253 Post speedily to my lord your
FTLN 2254 husband. Show him this letter. He gives her a
paper. FTLN 2255 The army of France is landed.—Seek out
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REGAN FTLN 2257 5 Hang him instantly.
GONERIL FTLN 2258 Pluck out his eyes.
CORNWALL FTLN 2259 Leave him to my displeasure.—Edmund,
FTLN 2260 keep you our sister company. The revenges we are
FTLN 2261 bound to take upon your traitorous father are not
FTLN 2262 10 fit for your beholding. Advise the Duke, where you
FTLN 2263 are going, to a most festinate preparation; we are
FTLN 2264 bound to the like. Our posts shall be swift and
FTLN 2265 intelligent betwixt us.—Farewell, dear sister.—
FTLN 2266 Farewell, my lord of Gloucester.
Enter Oswald, the Steward.
FTLN 2267 15 How now? Where’s the King?
OSWALD
FTLN 2268 My lord of Gloucester hath conveyed him hence.
FTLN 2269 Some five- or six-and-thirty of his knights,
FTLN 2270 Hot questrists after him, met him at gate,
FTLN 2271 Who, with some other of the lord’s dependents,
FTLN 2272 20 Are gone with him toward Dover, where they boast
FTLN 2273 To have well-armèd friends.
CORNWALL FTLN 2274 Get horses for your mistress.
Oswald exits.
GONERIL FTLN 2275 Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.
CORNWALL
FTLN 2276 Edmund, farewell. Goneril and Edmund exit.
FTLN 2277 25 Go seek the traitor Gloucester.
FTLN 2278 Pinion him like a thief; bring him before us.
Some Servants exit.
FTLN 2279 Though well we may not pass upon his life
FTLN 2280 Without the form of justice, yet our power
FTLN 2281 Shall do a court’sy to our wrath, which men
FTLN 2282 30 May blame but not control.
Enter Gloucester and Servants.
FTLN 2283 Who’s there? The
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REGAN FTLN 2285 Ingrateful fox! ’Tis he.
CORNWALL FTLN 2286 Bind fast his corky arms.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2287 35 What means your Graces? Good my friends,
FTLN 2288 consider
FTLN 2289 You are my guests; do me no foul play, friends.
CORNWALL
FTLN 2290 Bind him, I say.
REGAN FTLN 2291 Hard, hard. O filthy traitor!
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2292 40 Unmerciful lady as you are, I’m none.
CORNWALL
FTLN 2293 To this chair bind him. Servants bind Gloucester.
FTLN 2294 Villain, thou shalt find—
Regan plucks Gloucester’s beard.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2295 By the kind gods, ’tis most ignobly done
FTLN 2296 To pluck me by the beard.
REGAN
FTLN 2297 45 So white, and such a traitor?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2298 Naughty lady,
FTLN 2299 These hairs which thou dost ravish from my chin
FTLN 2300 Will quicken and accuse thee. I am your host;
FTLN 2301 With robber’s hands my hospitable favors
FTLN 2302 50 You should not ruffle thus. What will you do?
CORNWALL
FTLN 2303 Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?
REGAN
FTLN 2304 Be simple-answered, for we know the truth.
CORNWALL
FTLN 2305 And what confederacy have you with the traitors
FTLN 2306 Late footed in the kingdom?
REGAN FTLN 2307 55 To whose hands
FTLN 2308 You have sent the lunatic king. Speak.
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FTLN 2310 Which came from one that’s of a neutral heart,
FTLN 2311 And not from one opposed.
CORNWALL FTLN 2312 60 Cunning.
REGAN FTLN 2313 And false.
CORNWALL FTLN 2314 Where hast thou sent the King?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2315 To Dover.
REGAN
FTLN 2316 Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charged at
FTLN 2317 65 peril—
CORNWALL
FTLN 2318 Wherefore to Dover? Let him answer that.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2319 I am tied to th’ stake, and I must stand the course.
REGAN FTLN 2320 Wherefore to Dover?
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2321 Because I would not see thy cruel nails
FTLN 2322 70 Pluck out his poor old eyes, nor thy fierce sister
FTLN 2323 In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs.
FTLN 2324 The sea, with such a storm as his bare head
FTLN 2325 In hell-black night endured, would have buoyed up
FTLN 2326 And quenched the stellèd fires;
FTLN 2327 75 Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens to rain.
FTLN 2328 If wolves had at thy gate howled that stern time,
FTLN 2329 Thou shouldst have said “Good porter, turn the
FTLN 2330 key.”
FTLN 2331 All cruels else subscribe. But I shall see
FTLN 2332 80 The wingèd vengeance overtake such children.
CORNWALL
FTLN 2333 See ’t shalt thou never.—Fellows, hold the chair.—
FTLN 2334 Upon these eyes of thine I’ll set my foot.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2335 He that will think to live till he be old,
FTLN 2336 Give me some help!
As Servants hold the chair, Cornwall forces out
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REGAN
FTLN 2338 One side will mock another. Th’ other too.
CORNWALL
FTLN 2339 If you see vengeance—
FIRST SERVANT FTLN 2340 Hold your hand,
FTLN 2341 my lord.
FTLN 2342 90 I have served you ever since I was a child,
FTLN 2343 But better service have I never done you
FTLN 2344 Than now to bid you hold.
REGAN FTLN 2345 How now, you dog?
FIRST SERVANT
FTLN 2346 If you did wear a beard upon your chin,
FTLN 2347 95 I’d shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean?
CORNWALL FTLN 2348 My villain? Draw and fight.
FIRST SERVANT
FTLN 2349 Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger.
REGAN , to an Attendant
FTLN 2350 Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus?
She takes a sword and runs
at him behind; kills him.
FIRST SERVANT
FTLN 2351 O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left
FTLN 2352 100 To see some mischief on him. O! He dies.
CORNWALL
FTLN 2353 Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
Forcing out Gloucester’s other eye.
FTLN 2354 Where is thy luster now?
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2355 All dark and comfortless! Where’s my son
FTLN 2356 Edmund?—
FTLN 2357 105 Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature
FTLN 2358 To quit this horrid act.
REGAN FTLN 2359 Out, treacherous villain!
FTLN 2360 Thou call’st on him that hates thee. It was he
FTLN 2361 That made the overture of thy treasons to us,
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GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2363 O my follies! Then Edgar was abused.
FTLN 2364 Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him.
REGAN
FTLN 2365 Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell
FTLN 2366 His way to Dover.
Some Servants exit with Gloucester.
FTLN 2367 115 How is ’t, my lord? How look you?
CORNWALL
FTLN 2368 I have received a hurt. Follow me, lady.—
FTLN 2369 Turn out that eyeless villain. Throw this slave
FTLN 2370 Upon the dunghill.—Regan, I bleed apace.
FTLN 2371 Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm.
Cornwall and Regan exit.
SECOND SERVANT
FTLN 2372 120 I’ll never care what wickedness I do
FTLN 2373 If this man come to good.
THIRD SERVANT FTLN 2374 If she live long
FTLN 2375 And in the end meet the old course of death,
FTLN 2376 Women will all turn monsters.
SECOND SERVANT
FTLN 2377 125 Let’s follow the old earl and get the Bedlam
FTLN 2378 To lead him where he would. His roguish madness
FTLN 2379 Allows itself to anything.
THIRD SERVANT
FTLN 2380 Go thou. I’ll fetch some flax and whites of eggs
FTLN 2381 To apply to his bleeding face. Now heaven help him!
They exit.

ACT 4
Scene 1
Enter Edgar in disguise.
EDGAR
FTLN 2382 Yet better thus, and known to be contemned,
FTLN 2383 Than still contemned and flattered. To be worst,
FTLN 2384 The lowest and most dejected thing of Fortune,
FTLN 2385 Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear.
FTLN 2386 5 The lamentable change is from the best;
FTLN 2387 The worst returns to laughter. Welcome, then,
FTLN 2388 Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace.
FTLN 2389 The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worst
FTLN 2390 Owes nothing to thy blasts. But who comes here?
Enter Gloucester and an old man.
FTLN 2391 10 My father, poorly led? World, world, O world,
FTLN 2392 But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee,
FTLN 2393 Life would not yield to age.
OLD MAN
FTLN 2394 O my good lord, I have been your tenant
FTLN 2395 And your father’s tenant these fourscore years.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2396 15 Away, get thee away. Good friend, begone.
FTLN 2397 Thy comforts can do me no good at all;
FTLN 2398 Thee they may hurt.
OLD MAN FTLN 2399 You cannot see your way.
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GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2400 I have no way and therefore want no eyes.
FTLN 2401 20 I stumbled when I saw. Full oft ’tis seen
FTLN 2402 Our means secure us, and our mere defects
FTLN 2403 Prove our commodities. O dear son Edgar,
FTLN 2404 The food of thy abusèd father’s wrath,
FTLN 2405 Might I but live to see thee in my touch,
FTLN 2406 25 I’d say I had eyes again.
OLD MAN FTLN 2407 How now? Who’s there?
EDGAR , aside
FTLN 2408 O gods, who is ’t can say “I am at the worst”?
FTLN 2409 I am worse than e’er I was.
OLD MAN FTLN 2410 ’Tis poor mad Tom.
EDGAR , aside
FTLN 2411 30 And worse I may be yet. The worst is not
FTLN 2412 So long as we can say “This is the worst.”
OLD MAN
FTLN 2413 Fellow, where goest?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2414 Is it a beggar-man?
OLD MAN FTLN 2415 Madman and beggar too.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2416 35 He has some reason, else he could not beg.
FTLN 2417 I’ th’ last night’s storm, I such a fellow saw,
FTLN 2418 Which made me think a man a worm. My son
FTLN 2419 Came then into my mind, and yet my mind
FTLN 2420 Was then scarce friends with him. I have heard
FTLN 2421 40 more since.
FTLN 2422 As flies to wanton boys are we to th’ gods;
FTLN 2423 They kill us for their sport.
EDGAR , aside FTLN 2424 How should this be?
FTLN 2425 Bad is the trade that must play fool to sorrow,
FTLN 2426 45 Ang’ring itself and others.—Bless thee, master.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2427 Is that the naked fellow?
OLD MAN FTLN 2428 Ay, my lord.
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FTLN 2430 Thou wilt o’ertake us hence a mile or twain
FTLN 2431 50 I’ th’ way toward Dover, do it for ancient love,
FTLN 2432 And bring some covering for this naked soul,
FTLN 2433 Which I’ll entreat to lead me.
OLD MAN FTLN 2434 Alack, sir, he is mad.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2435 ’Tis the time’s plague when madmen lead the blind.
FTLN 2436 55 Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure.
FTLN 2437 Above the rest, begone.
OLD MAN
FTLN 2438 I’ll bring him the best ’parel that I have,
FTLN 2439 Come on ’t what will. He exits.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2440 Sirrah, naked fellow—
EDGAR
FTLN 2441 60 Poor Tom’s a-cold. Aside. I cannot daub it further.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2442 Come hither, fellow.
EDGAR , aside
FTLN 2443 And yet I must.—Bless thy sweet eyes, they bleed.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2444 Know’st thou the way to Dover?
EDGAR FTLN 2445 Both stile and gate, horseway and footpath.
FTLN 2446 65 Poor Tom hath been scared out of his good wits.
FTLN 2447 Bless thee, good man’s son, from the foul fiend.
FTLN 2448 Five fiends have been in Poor Tom at once: of lust,
FTLN 2449 as Obidicut; Hobbididance, prince of dumbness;
FTLN 2450 Mahu, of stealing; Modo, of murder; Flibbertigibbet,
FTLN 2451 70 of mopping and mowing, who since possesses
FTLN 2452 chambermaids and waiting women. So, bless
FTLN 2453 thee, master.
GLOUCESTER , giving him money
FTLN 2454 Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens’
FTLN 2455 plagues
FTLN 2456 75 Have humbled to all strokes. That I am wretched
FTLN 2457 Makes thee the happier. Heavens, deal so still:
FTLN 2458 Let the superfluous and lust-dieted man,
FTLN 2459 That slaves your ordinance, that will not see
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FTLN 2461 80 So distribution should undo excess
FTLN 2462 And each man have enough. Dost thou know Dover?
EDGAR FTLN 2463 Ay, master.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2464 There is a cliff, whose high and bending head
FTLN 2465 Looks fearfully in the confinèd deep.
FTLN 2466 85 Bring me but to the very brim of it,
FTLN 2467 And I’ll repair the misery thou dost bear
FTLN 2468 With something rich about me. From that place
FTLN 2469 I shall no leading need.
EDGAR FTLN 2470 Give me thy arm.
FTLN 2471 90 Poor Tom shall lead thee.
They exit.
Scene 2
Enter Goneril and Edmund, the Bastard.
GONERIL
FTLN 2472 Welcome, my lord. I marvel our mild husband
FTLN 2473 Not met us on the way.
Enter Oswald, the Steward.
FTLN 2474 Now, where’s your master?
OSWALD
FTLN 2475 Madam, within, but never man so changed.
FTLN 2476 5 I told him of the army that was landed;
FTLN 2477 He smiled at it. I told him you were coming;
FTLN 2478 His answer was “The worse.” Of Gloucester’s
FTLN 2479 treachery
FTLN 2480 And of the loyal service of his son
FTLN 2481 10 When I informed him, then he called me “sot”
FTLN 2482 And told me I had turned the wrong side out.
FTLN 2483 What most he should dislike seems pleasant to him;
FTLN 2484 What like, offensive.
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FTLN 2486 15 It is the cowish terror of his spirit,
FTLN 2487 That dares not undertake. He’ll not feel wrongs
FTLN 2488 Which tie him to an answer. Our wishes on the way
FTLN 2489 May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my brother.
FTLN 2490 Hasten his musters and conduct his powers.
FTLN 2491 20 I must change names at home and give the distaff
FTLN 2492 Into my husband’s hands. This trusty servant
FTLN 2493 Shall pass between us. Ere long you are like to
FTLN 2494 hear—
FTLN 2495 If you dare venture in your own behalf—
FTLN 2496 25 A mistress’s command. Wear this; spare speech.
She gives him a favor.
FTLN 2497 Decline your head. She kisses him. This kiss, if it
FTLN 2498 durst speak,
FTLN 2499 Would stretch thy spirits up into the air.
FTLN 2500 Conceive, and fare thee well.
EDMUND
FTLN 2501 30 Yours in the ranks of death. He exits.
GONERIL FTLN 2502 My most dear
FTLN 2503 Gloucester!
FTLN 2504 O, the difference of man and man!
FTLN 2505 To thee a woman’s services are due;
FTLN 2506 35 My fool usurps my body.
OSWALD FTLN 2507 Madam, here comes my lord. He exits.
Enter Albany.
GONERIL
FTLN 2508 I have been worth the whistle.
ALBANY FTLN 2509 O Goneril,
FTLN 2510 You are not worth the dust which the rude wind
FTLN 2511 40 Blows in your face. I fear your disposition.
FTLN 2512 That nature which contemns its origin
FTLN 2513 Cannot be bordered certain in itself.
FTLN 2514 She that herself will sliver and disbranch
FTLN 2515 From her material sap perforce must wither
FTLN 2516 45 And come to deadly use.
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ALBANY
FTLN 2518 Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile.
FTLN 2519 Filths savor but themselves. What have you done?
FTLN 2520 Tigers, not daughters, what have you performed?
FTLN 2521 50 A father, and a gracious agèd man,
FTLN 2522 Whose reverence even the head-lugged bear would
FTLN 2523 lick,
FTLN 2524 Most barbarous, most degenerate, have you
FTLN 2525 madded.
FTLN 2526 55 Could my good brother suffer you to do it?
FTLN 2527 A man, a prince, by him so benefited!
FTLN 2528 If that the heavens do not their visible spirits
FTLN 2529 Send quickly down to tame these vile offenses,
FTLN 2530 It will come:
FTLN 2531 60 Humanity must perforce prey on itself,
FTLN 2532 Like monsters of the deep.
GONERIL FTLN 2533 Milk-livered man,
FTLN 2534 That bear’st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs;
FTLN 2535 Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning
FTLN 2536 65 Thine honor from thy suffering; that not know’st
FTLN 2537 Fools do those villains pity who are punished
FTLN 2538 Ere they have done their mischief. Where’s thy
FTLN 2539 drum?
FTLN 2540 France spreads his banners in our noiseless land,
FTLN 2541 70 With plumèd helm thy state begins to threat,
FTLN 2542 Whilst thou, a moral fool, sits still and cries
FTLN 2543 “Alack, why does he so?”
ALBANY FTLN 2544 See thyself, devil!
FTLN 2545 Proper deformity shows not in the fiend
FTLN 2546 75 So horrid as in woman.
GONERIL FTLN 2547 O vain fool!
ALBANY
FTLN 2548 Thou changèd and self-covered thing, for shame
FTLN 2549 Bemonster not thy feature. Were ’t my fitness
FTLN 2550 To let these hands obey my blood,
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FTLN 2552 Thy flesh and bones. Howe’er thou art a fiend,
FTLN 2553 A woman’s shape doth shield thee.
GONERIL FTLN 2554 Marry, your manhood, mew—
Enter a Messenger.
ALBANY FTLN 2555 What news?
MESSENGER
FTLN 2556 85 O, my good lord, the Duke of Cornwall’s dead,
FTLN 2557 Slain by his servant, going to put out
FTLN 2558 The other eye of Gloucester.
ALBANY FTLN 2559 Gloucester’s eyes?
MESSENGER
FTLN 2560 A servant that he bred, thrilled with remorse,
FTLN 2561 90 Opposed against the act, bending his sword
FTLN 2562 To his great master, who, thereat enraged,
FTLN 2563 Flew on him and amongst them felled him dead,
FTLN 2564 But not without that harmful stroke which since
FTLN 2565 Hath plucked him after.
ALBANY FTLN 2566 95 This shows you are above,
FTLN 2567 You justicers, that these our nether crimes
FTLN 2568 So speedily can venge. But, O poor Gloucester,
FTLN 2569 Lost he his other eye?
MESSENGER FTLN 2570 Both, both, my lord.—
FTLN 2571 100 This letter, madam, craves a speedy answer.
Giving her a paper.
FTLN 2572 ’Tis from your sister.
GONERIL , aside FTLN 2573 One way I like this well.
FTLN 2574 But being widow and my Gloucester with her
FTLN 2575 May all the building in my fancy pluck
FTLN 2576 105 Upon my hateful life. Another way
FTLN 2577 The news is not so tart.—I’ll read, and answer.
She exits.
ALBANY
FTLN 2578 Where was his son when they did take his eyes?
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ALBANY FTLN 2580 He is not here.
MESSENGER
FTLN 2581 110 No, my good lord. I met him back again.
ALBANY FTLN 2582 Knows he the wickedness?
MESSENGER
FTLN 2583 Ay, my good lord. ’Twas he informed against him
FTLN 2584 And quit the house on purpose, that their punishment
FTLN 2585 Might have the freer course.
ALBANY FTLN 2586 115 Gloucester, I live
FTLN 2587 To thank thee for the love thou show’d’st the King,
FTLN 2588 And to revenge thine eyes.—Come hither, friend.
FTLN 2589 Tell me what more thou know’st.
They exit.
Scene 3
Enter Kent in disguise and a Gentleman.
KENT FTLN 2590 Why the King of France is so suddenly gone
FTLN 2591 back know you no reason?
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2592 Something he left imperfect in the state,
FTLN 2593 which since his coming forth is thought of, which
FTLN 2594 5 imports to the kingdom so much fear and danger
FTLN 2595 that his personal return was most required and
FTLN 2596 necessary.
KENT FTLN 2597 Who hath he left behind him general?
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2598 The Marshal of France, Monsieur La Far.
KENT FTLN 2599 10 Did your letters pierce the Queen to any demonstration
FTLN 2600 of grief?
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2601 Ay, sir, she took them, read them in my
FTLN 2602 presence,
FTLN 2603 And now and then an ample tear trilled down
FTLN 2604 15 Her delicate cheek. It seemed she was a queen
FTLN 2605 Over her passion, who, most rebel-like,
FTLN 2606 Fought to be king o’er her.
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GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2608 Not to a rage. Patience and sorrow strove
FTLN 2609 20 Who should express her goodliest. You have seen
FTLN 2610 Sunshine and rain at once; her smiles and tears
FTLN 2611 Were like a better way. Those happy smilets
FTLN 2612 That played on her ripe lip seemed not to know
FTLN 2613 What guests were in her eyes, which parted thence
FTLN 2614 25 As pearls from diamonds dropped. In brief,
FTLN 2615 Sorrow would be a rarity most beloved
FTLN 2616 If all could so become it.
KENT FTLN 2617 Made she no verbal question?
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2618 Faith, once or twice she heaved the name of
FTLN 2619 30 “father”
FTLN 2620 Pantingly forth, as if it pressed her heart;
FTLN 2621 Cried “Sisters, sisters, shame of ladies, sisters!
FTLN 2622 Kent, father, sisters! What, i’ th’ storm, i’ th’ night?
FTLN 2623 Let pity not be believed!” There she shook
FTLN 2624 35 The holy water from her heavenly eyes,
FTLN 2625 And clamor moistened. Then away she started,
FTLN 2626 To deal with grief alone.
KENT FTLN 2627 It is the stars.
FTLN 2628 The stars above us govern our conditions,
FTLN 2629 40 Else one self mate and make could not beget
FTLN 2630 Such different issues. You spoke not with her
FTLN 2631 since?
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2632 No.
KENT
FTLN 2633 Was this before the King returned?
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2634 45 No, since.
KENT
FTLN 2635 Well, sir, the poor distressèd Lear’s i’ th’ town,
FTLN 2636 Who sometime in his better tune remembers
FTLN 2637 What we are come about, and by no means
FTLN 2638 Will yield to see his daughter.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2639 50 Why, good sir?

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KENT
FTLN 2640 A sovereign shame so elbows him—his own
FTLN 2641 unkindness,
FTLN 2642 That stripped her from his benediction, turned her
FTLN 2643 To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights
FTLN 2644 55 To his dog-hearted daughters—these things sting
FTLN 2645 His mind so venomously that burning shame
FTLN 2646 Detains him from Cordelia.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2647 Alack, poor gentleman!
KENT
FTLN 2648 Of Albany’s and Cornwall’s powers you heard not?
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2649 60’Tis so. They are afoot.
KENT
FTLN 2650 Well, sir, I’ll bring you to our master Lear
FTLN 2651 And leave you to attend him. Some dear cause
FTLN 2652 Will in concealment wrap me up awhile.
FTLN 2653 When I am known aright, you shall not grieve
FTLN 2654 65 Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you, go
FTLN 2655 Along with me.
They exit.
Scene 4
Enter with Drum and Colors, Cordelia, Doctor,
Gentlemen, and Soldiers.
CORDELIA
FTLN 2656 Alack, ’tis he! Why, he was met even now
FTLN 2657 As mad as the vexed sea, singing aloud,
FTLN 2658 Crowned with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds,
FTLN 2659 With hardocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckooflowers,
FTLN 2660 5 Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow
FTLN 2661 In our sustaining corn. A century send forth.
FTLN 2662 Search every acre in the high-grown field
FTLN 2663 And bring him to our eye. Soldiers exit.
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FTLN 2665 10 In the restoring his bereavèd sense?
FTLN 2666 He that helps him take all my outward worth.
DOCTOR FTLN 2667 There is means, madam.
FTLN 2668 Our foster nurse of nature is repose,
FTLN 2669 The which he lacks. That to provoke in him
FTLN 2670 15 Are many simples operative, whose power
FTLN 2671 Will close the eye of anguish.
CORDELIA FTLN 2672 All blest secrets,
FTLN 2673 All you unpublished virtues of the earth,
FTLN 2674 Spring with my tears. Be aidant and remediate
FTLN 2675 20 In the good man’s distress. Seek, seek for him,
FTLN 2676 Lest his ungoverned rage dissolve the life
FTLN 2677 That wants the means to lead it.
Enter Messenger.
MESSENGER FTLN 2678 News, madam.
FTLN 2679 The British powers are marching hitherward.
CORDELIA
FTLN 2680 25 ’Tis known before. Our preparation stands
FTLN 2681 In expectation of them.—O dear father,
FTLN 2682 It is thy business that I go about.
FTLN 2683 Therefore great France
FTLN 2684 My mourning and importuned tears hath pitied.
FTLN 2685 30 No blown ambition doth our arms incite,
FTLN 2686 But love, dear love, and our aged father’s right.
FTLN 2687 Soon may I hear and see him.
They exit.
Scene 5
Enter Regan and Oswald, the Steward.
REGAN
FTLN 2688 But are my brother’s powers set forth?
OSWALD FTLN 2689 Ay, madam.
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OSWALD FTLN 2691 Madam, with much ado.
FTLN 2692 5 Your sister is the better soldier.
REGAN
FTLN 2693 Lord Edmund spake not with your lord at home?
OSWALD FTLN 2694 No, madam.
REGAN
FTLN 2695 What might import my sister’s letter to him?
OSWALD FTLN 2696 I know not, lady.
REGAN
FTLN 2697 10 Faith, he is posted hence on serious matter.
FTLN 2698 It was great ignorance, Gloucester’s eyes being out,
FTLN 2699 To let him live. Where he arrives he moves
FTLN 2700 All hearts against us. Edmund, I think, is gone,
FTLN 2701 In pity of his misery, to dispatch
FTLN 2702 15 His nighted life; moreover to descry
FTLN 2703 The strength o’ th’ enemy.
OSWALD
FTLN 2704 I must needs after him, madam, with my letter.
REGAN
FTLN 2705 Our troops set forth tomorrow. Stay with us.
FTLN 2706 The ways are dangerous.
OSWALD FTLN 2707 20 I may not, madam.
FTLN 2708 My lady charged my duty in this business.
REGAN
FTLN 2709 Why should she write to Edmund? Might not you
FTLN 2710 Transport her purposes by word? Belike,
FTLN 2711 Some things—I know not what. I’ll love thee much—
FTLN 2712 25 Let me unseal the letter.
OSWALD FTLN 2713 Madam, I had rather—
REGAN
FTLN 2714 I know your lady does not love her husband;
FTLN 2715 I am sure of that; and at her late being here,
FTLN 2716 She gave strange eliads and most speaking looks
FTLN 2717 30 To noble Edmund. I know you are of her bosom.
OSWALD FTLN 2718 I, madam?
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FTLN 2720 Therefore I do advise you take this note:
FTLN 2721 My lord is dead; Edmund and I have talked,
FTLN 2722 35 And more convenient is he for my hand
FTLN 2723 Than for your lady’s. You may gather more.
FTLN 2724 If you do find him, pray you, give him this,
FTLN 2725 And when your mistress hears thus much from you,
FTLN 2726 I pray, desire her call her wisdom to her.
FTLN 2727 40 So, fare you well.
FTLN 2728 If you do chance to hear of that blind traitor,
FTLN 2729 Preferment falls on him that cuts him off.
OSWALD
FTLN 2730 Would I could meet him, madam. I should show
FTLN 2731 What party I do follow.
REGAN FTLN 2732 45 Fare thee well.
They exit.
Scene 6
Enter Gloucester and Edgar dressed as a peasant.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2733 When shall I come to th’ top of that same hill?
EDGAR
FTLN 2734 You do climb up it now. Look how we labor.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2735 Methinks the ground is even.
EDGAR FTLN 2736 Horrible steep.
FTLN 2737 5 Hark, do you hear the sea?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2738 No, truly.
EDGAR
FTLN 2739 Why then, your other senses grow imperfect
FTLN 2740 By your eyes’ anguish.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2741 So may it be indeed.
FTLN 2742 10 Methinks thy voice is altered and thou speak’st
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EDGAR
FTLN 2744 You’re much deceived; in nothing am I changed
FTLN 2745 But in my garments.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2746 Methinks you’re better spoken.
EDGAR
FTLN 2747 15 Come on, sir. Here’s the place. Stand still. How
FTLN 2748 fearful
FTLN 2749 And dizzy ’tis to cast one’s eyes so low!
FTLN 2750 The crows and choughs that wing the midway air
FTLN 2751 Show scarce so gross as beetles. Halfway down
FTLN 2752 20 Hangs one that gathers samphire—dreadful trade;
FTLN 2753 Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.
FTLN 2754 The fishermen that walk upon the beach
FTLN 2755 Appear like mice, and yond tall anchoring bark
FTLN 2756 Diminished to her cock, her cock a buoy
FTLN 2757 25 Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge
FTLN 2758 That on th’ unnumbered idle pebble chafes
FTLN 2759 Cannot be heard so high. I’ll look no more
FTLN 2760 Lest my brain turn and the deficient sight
FTLN 2761 Topple down headlong.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2762 30 Set me where you stand.
EDGAR
FTLN 2763 Give me your hand. You are now within a foot
FTLN 2764 Of th’ extreme verge. For all beneath the moon
FTLN 2765 Would I not leap upright.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2766 Let go my hand.
FTLN 2767 35 Here, friend, ’s another purse; in it a jewel
FTLN 2768 Well worth a poor man’s taking. Fairies and gods
FTLN 2769 Prosper it with thee. He gives Edgar a purse.
FTLN 2770 Go thou further off.
FTLN 2771 Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going.
EDGAR , walking away
FTLN 2772 40 Now fare you well, good sir.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2773 With all my heart.
EDGAR , aside
FTLN 2774 Why I do trifle thus with his despair
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GLOUCESTER FTLN 2776 O you mighty gods! He kneels.
FTLN 2777 45 This world I do renounce, and in your sights
FTLN 2778 Shake patiently my great affliction off.
FTLN 2779 If I could bear it longer, and not fall
FTLN 2780 To quarrel with your great opposeless wills,
FTLN 2781 My snuff and loathèd part of nature should
FTLN 2782 50 Burn itself out. If Edgar live, O, bless him!—
FTLN 2783 Now, fellow, fare thee well. He falls.
EDGAR FTLN 2784 Gone, sir. Farewell.—
FTLN 2785 And yet I know not how conceit may rob
FTLN 2786 The treasury of life, when life itself
FTLN 2787 55 Yields to the theft. Had he been where he thought,
FTLN 2788 By this had thought been past. Alive or dead?—
FTLN 2789 Ho you, sir! Friend, hear you. Sir, speak.—
FTLN 2790 Thus might he pass indeed. Yet he revives.—
FTLN 2791 What are you, sir?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2792 60 Away, and let me die.
EDGAR
FTLN 2793 Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, feathers, air,
FTLN 2794 So many fathom down precipitating,
FTLN 2795 Thou ’dst shivered like an egg; but thou dost
FTLN 2796 breathe,
FTLN 2797 65 Hast heavy substance, bleed’st not, speak’st, art
FTLN 2798 sound.
FTLN 2799 Ten masts at each make not the altitude
FTLN 2800 Which thou hast perpendicularly fell.
FTLN 2801 Thy life’s a miracle. Speak yet again.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2802 70 But have I fall’n or no?
EDGAR
FTLN 2803 From the dread summit of this chalky bourn.
FTLN 2804 Look up a-height. The shrill-gorged lark so far
FTLN 2805 Cannot be seen or heard. Do but look up.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2806 Alack, I have no eyes.
FTLN 2807 75 Is wretchedness deprived that benefit
FTLN 2808 To end itself by death? ’Twas yet some comfort
FTLN 2809 When misery could beguile the tyrant’s rage
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EDGAR FTLN 2811 Give me your arm.
He raises Gloucester.
FTLN 2812 80 Up. So, how is ’t? Feel you your legs? You stand.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2813 Too well, too well.
EDGAR FTLN 2814 This is above all strangeness.
FTLN 2815 Upon the crown o’ th’ cliff, what thing was that
FTLN 2816 Which parted from you?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2817 85 A poor unfortunate beggar.
EDGAR
FTLN 2818 As I stood here below, methought his eyes
FTLN 2819 Were two full moons; he had a thousand noses,
FTLN 2820 Horns whelked and waved like the enragèd sea.
FTLN 2821 It was some fiend. Therefore, thou happy father,
FTLN 2822 90 Think that the clearest gods, who make them
FTLN 2823 honors
FTLN 2824 Of men’s impossibilities, have preserved thee.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2825 I do remember now. Henceforth I’ll bear
FTLN 2826 Affliction till it do cry out itself
FTLN 2827 95 “Enough, enough!” and die. That thing you speak of,
FTLN 2828 I took it for a man. Often ’twould say
FTLN 2829 “The fiend, the fiend!” He led me to that place.
EDGAR
FTLN 2830 Bear free and patient thoughts.
Enter Lear.
FTLN 2831 But who comes here?
FTLN 2832 100 The safer sense will ne’er accommodate
FTLN 2833 His master thus.
LEAR FTLN 2834 No, they cannot touch me for coining. I am the
FTLN 2835 King himself.
EDGAR FTLN 2836 O, thou side-piercing sight!
LEAR FTLN 2837 105 Nature’s above art in that respect. There’s your
FTLN 2838 press-money. That fellow handles his bow like a
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FTLN 2840 a mouse! Peace, peace! This piece of toasted cheese
FTLN 2841 will do ’t. There’s my gauntlet; I’ll prove it on a
FTLN 2842 110 giant. Bring up the brown bills. O, well flown, bird!
FTLN 2843 I’ th’ clout, i’ th’ clout! Hewgh! Give the word.
EDGAR FTLN 2844 Sweet marjoram.
LEAR FTLN 2845 Pass.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2846 I know that voice.
LEAR FTLN 2847 115 Ha! Goneril with a white beard? They flattered
FTLN 2848 me like a dog and told me I had the white hairs in
FTLN 2849 my beard ere the black ones were there. To say “ay”
FTLN 2850 and “no” to everything that I said “ay” and “no” to
FTLN 2851 was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet me
FTLN 2852 120 once and the wind to make me chatter, when the
FTLN 2853 thunder would not peace at my bidding, there I
FTLN 2854 found ’em, there I smelt ’em out. Go to. They are
FTLN 2855 not men o’ their words; they told me I was everything.
FTLN 2856 ’Tis a lie. I am not ague-proof.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2857 125 The trick of that voice I do well remember.
FTLN 2858 Is ’t not the King?
LEAR FTLN 2859 Ay, every inch a king.
FTLN 2860 When I do stare, see how the subject quakes.
FTLN 2861 I pardon that man’s life. What was thy cause?
FTLN 2862 130 Adultery? Thou shalt not die. Die for adultery? No.
FTLN 2863 The wren goes to ’t, and the small gilded fly does
FTLN 2864 lecher in my sight. Let copulation thrive, for
FTLN 2865 Gloucester’s bastard son was kinder to his father
FTLN 2866 than my daughters got ’tween the lawful sheets. To
FTLN 2867 135 ’t, luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers. Behold yond
FTLN 2868 simp’ring dame, whose face between her forks
FTLN 2869 presages snow, that minces virtue and does shake
FTLN 2870 the head to hear of pleasure’s name. The fitchew
FTLN 2871 nor the soiled horse goes to ’t with a more riotous
FTLN 2872 140 appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs,
FTLN 2873 though women all above. But to the girdle do the
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FTLN 2875 there’s darkness, there is the sulphurous pit; burning,
FTLN 2876 scalding, stench, consumption! Fie, fie, fie, pah,
FTLN 2877 145 pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary;
FTLN 2878 sweeten my imagination. There’s money for thee.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2879 O, let me kiss that hand!
LEAR FTLN 2880 Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2881 O ruined piece of nature! This great world
FTLN 2882 150 Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou know me?
LEAR FTLN 2883 I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou
FTLN 2884 squinny at me? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid, I’ll
FTLN 2885 not love. Read thou this challenge. Mark but the
FTLN 2886 penning of it.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2887 155 Were all thy letters suns, I could not see.
EDGAR , aside
FTLN 2888 I would not take this from report. It is,
FTLN 2889 And my heart breaks at it.
LEAR FTLN 2890 Read.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2891 What, with the case of eyes?
LEAR FTLN 2892 160 O ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your
FTLN 2893 head, nor no money in your purse? Your eyes are in
FTLN 2894 a heavy case, your purse in a light, yet you see how
FTLN 2895 this world goes.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2896 I see it feelingly.
LEAR FTLN 2897 165 What, art mad? A man may see how this world
FTLN 2898 goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears. See how
FTLN 2899 yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark in
FTLN 2900 thine ear. Change places and, handy-dandy, which
FTLN 2901 is the justice, which is the thief? Thou hast seen a
FTLN 2902 170 farmer’s dog bark at a beggar?
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2903 Ay, sir.
LEAR FTLN 2904 And the creature run from the cur? There thou
FTLN 2905 might’st behold the great image of authority: a
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FTLN 2907 175 Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand!
FTLN 2908 Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thy own back.
FTLN 2909 Thou hotly lusts to use her in that kind
FTLN 2910 For which thou whipp’st her. The usurer hangs the
FTLN 2911 cozener.
FTLN 2912 180 Through tattered clothes small vices do appear.
FTLN 2913 Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with
FTLN 2914 gold,
FTLN 2915 And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks.
FTLN 2916 Arm it in rags, a pygmy’s straw does pierce it.
FTLN 2917 185 None does offend, none, I say, none; I’ll able ’em.
FTLN 2918 Take that of me, my friend, who have the power
FTLN 2919 To seal th’ accuser’s lips. Get thee glass eyes,
FTLN 2920 And like a scurvy politician
FTLN 2921 Seem to see the things thou dost not. Now, now,
FTLN 2922 190 now, now.
FTLN 2923 Pull off my boots. Harder, harder. So.
EDGAR , aside
FTLN 2924 O, matter and impertinency mixed,
FTLN 2925 Reason in madness!
LEAR
FTLN 2926 If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.
FTLN 2927 195 I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester.
FTLN 2928 Thou must be patient. We came crying hither;
FTLN 2929 Thou know’st the first time that we smell the air
FTLN 2930 We wawl and cry. I will preach to thee. Mark.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2931 Alack, alack the day!
LEAR
FTLN 2932 200 When we are born, we cry that we are come
FTLN 2933 To this great stage of fools.—This’ a good block.
FTLN 2934 It were a delicate stratagem to shoe
FTLN 2935 A troop of horse with felt. I’ll put ’t in proof,
FTLN 2936 And when I have stol’n upon these son-in-laws,
FTLN 2937 205 Then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
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GENTLEMAN , noticing Lear
FTLN 2938 O, here he is. To an Attendant. Lay hand upon
FTLN 2939 him.—Sir,
FTLN 2940 Your most dear daughter—
LEAR
FTLN 2941 No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even
FTLN 2942 210 The natural fool of Fortune. Use me well.
FTLN 2943 You shall have ransom. Let me have surgeons;
FTLN 2944 I am cut to th’ brains.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2945 You shall have anything.
LEAR FTLN 2946 No seconds? All myself?
FTLN 2947 215 Why, this would make a man a man of salt,
FTLN 2948 To use his eyes for garden waterpots,
FTLN 2949 Ay, and laying autumn’s dust.
FTLN 2950 I will die bravely like a smug bridegroom. What?
FTLN 2951 I will be jovial. Come, come, I am a king,
FTLN 2952 220 Masters, know you that?
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2953 You are a royal one, and we obey you.
LEAR FTLN 2954 Then there’s life in ’t. Come, an you get it, you
FTLN 2955 shall get it by running. Sa, sa, sa, sa.
The King exits running pursued by Attendants.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2956 A sight most pitiful in the meanest wretch,
FTLN 2957 225 Past speaking of in a king. Thou hast a daughter
FTLN 2958 Who redeems nature from the general curse
FTLN 2959 Which twain have brought her to.
EDGAR FTLN 2960 Hail, gentle sir.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 2961 Sir, speed you. What’s your will?
EDGAR
FTLN 2962 230 Do you hear aught, sir, of a battle toward?
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2963 Most sure and vulgar. Everyone hears that,
FTLN 2964 Which can distinguish sound.
EDGAR FTLN 2965 But, by your favor,
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GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2967 235 Near and on speedy foot. The main descry
FTLN 2968 Stands on the hourly thought.
EDGAR FTLN 2969 I thank you, sir. That’s all.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 2970 Though that the Queen on special cause is here,
FTLN 2971 Her army is moved on.
EDGAR FTLN 2972 240 I thank you, sir.
Gentleman exits.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 2973 You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from me;
FTLN 2974 Let not my worser spirit tempt me again
FTLN 2975 To die before you please.
EDGAR FTLN 2976 Well pray you, father.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2977 245 Now, good sir, what are you?
EDGAR
FTLN 2978 A most poor man, made tame to Fortune’s blows,
FTLN 2979 Who, by the art of known and feeling sorrows,
FTLN 2980 Am pregnant to good pity. Give me your hand;
FTLN 2981 I’ll lead you to some biding.
He takes Gloucester’s hand.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2982 250 Hearty thanks.
FTLN 2983 The bounty and the benison of heaven
FTLN 2984 To boot, and boot.
Enter Oswald, the Steward.
OSWALD , drawing his sword
FTLN 2985 A proclaimed prize! Most happy!
FTLN 2986 That eyeless head of thine was first framed flesh
FTLN 2987 255 To raise my fortunes. Thou old unhappy traitor,
FTLN 2988 Briefly thyself remember; the sword is out
FTLN 2989 That must destroy thee.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 2990 Now let thy friendly hand
FTLN 2991 Put strength enough to ’t.
Edgar steps between Gloucester and Oswald.
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FTLN 2993 Dar’st thou support a published traitor? Hence,
FTLN 2994 Lest that th’ infection of his fortune take
FTLN 2995 Like hold on thee. Let go his arm.
EDGAR FTLN 2996 Chill not let go, zir, without vurther ’casion.
OSWALD FTLN 2997 265 Let go, slave, or thou diest!
EDGAR FTLN 2998 Good gentleman, go your gait, and let poor
FTLN 2999 volk pass. An ’chud ha’ bin zwaggered out of my
FTLN 3000 life, ’twould not ha’ bin zo long as ’tis by a vortnight.
FTLN 3001 Nay, come not near th’ old man. Keep out,
FTLN 3002 270 che vor’ ye, or Ise try whether your costard or my
FTLN 3003 ballow be the harder. Chill be plain with you.
OSWALD FTLN 3004 Out, dunghill.
EDGAR FTLN 3005 Chill pick your teeth, zir. Come, no matter vor
FTLN 3006 your foins. They fight.
OSWALD , falling
FTLN 3007 275 Slave, thou hast slain me. Villain, take my purse.
FTLN 3008 If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body,
FTLN 3009 And give the letters which thou find’st about me
FTLN 3010 To Edmund, Earl of Gloucester. Seek him out
FTLN 3011 Upon the English party. O, untimely death! Death!
He dies.
EDGAR
FTLN 3012 280 I know thee well, a serviceable villain,
FTLN 3013 As duteous to the vices of thy mistress
FTLN 3014 As badness would desire.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 3015 What, is he dead?
EDGAR FTLN 3016 Sit you down, father; rest you.
FTLN 3017 285 Let’s see these pockets. The letters that he speaks of
FTLN 3018 May be my friends. He’s dead; I am only sorry
FTLN 3019 He had no other deathsman. Let us see.
He opens a letter.
FTLN 3020 Leave, gentle wax, and, manners, blame us not.
FTLN 3021 To know our enemies’ minds, we rip their hearts.
FTLN 3022 290 Their papers is more lawful. Reads the letter.
FTLN 3023 Let our reciprocal vows be remembered. You have
FTLN 3024 many opportunities to cut him off. If your will want
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FTLN 3026 nothing done if he return the conqueror. Then am I
FTLN 3027 295 the prisoner, and his bed my jail, from the loathed
FTLN 3028 warmth whereof deliver me and supply the place for
FTLN 3029 your labor.
FTLN 3030 Your (wife, so I would say) affectionate servant,
FTLN 3031 and, for you, her own for venture,Goneril.
FTLN 3032 300 O indistinguished space of woman’s will!
FTLN 3033 A plot upon her virtuous husband’s life,
FTLN 3034 And the exchange my brother.—Here, in the sands
FTLN 3035 Thee I’ll rake up, the post unsanctified
FTLN 3036 Of murderous lechers; and in the mature time
FTLN 3037 305 With this ungracious paper strike the sight
FTLN 3038 Of the death-practiced duke. For him ’tis well
FTLN 3039 That of thy death and business I can tell.
GLOUCESTER
FTLN 3040 The King is mad. How stiff is my vile sense
FTLN 3041 That I stand up and have ingenious feeling
FTLN 3042 310 Of my huge sorrows! Better I were distract.
FTLN 3043 So should my thoughts be severed from my griefs,
FTLN 3044 And woes, by wrong imaginations, lose
FTLN 3045 The knowledge of themselves. Drum afar off.
EDGAR FTLN 3046 Give me your hand.
FTLN 3047 315 Far off methinks I hear the beaten drum.
FTLN 3048 Come, father, I’ll bestow you with a friend.
They exit.
Scene 7
Enter Cordelia, Kent in disguise, Doctor, and
Gentleman.
CORDELIA
FTLN 3049 O, thou good Kent, how shall I live and work
FTLN 3050 To match thy goodness? My life will be too short,
FTLN 3051 And every measure fail me.
KENT
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FTLN 3053 5 All my reports go with the modest truth,
FTLN 3054 Nor more, nor clipped, but so.
CORDELIA FTLN 3055 Be better suited.
FTLN 3056 These weeds are memories of those worser hours.
FTLN 3057 I prithee put them off.
KENT FTLN 3058 10 Pardon, dear madam.
FTLN 3059 Yet to be known shortens my made intent.
FTLN 3060 My boon I make it that you know me not
FTLN 3061 Till time and I think meet.
CORDELIA
FTLN 3062 Then be ’t so, my good lord.—How does the King?
DOCTOR FTLN 3063 15 Madam, sleeps still.
CORDELIA FTLN 3064 O, you kind gods,
FTLN 3065 Cure this great breach in his abusèd nature!
FTLN 3066 Th’ untuned and jarring senses, O, wind up,
FTLN 3067 Of this child-changèd father!
DOCTOR FTLN 3068 20 So please your Majesty
FTLN 3069 That we may wake the King? He hath slept
FTLN 3070 long.
CORDELIA
FTLN 3071 Be governed by your knowledge, and proceed
FTLN 3072 I’ th’ sway of your own will. Is he arrayed?
Enter Lear in a chair carried by Servants.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 3073 25 Ay, madam. In the heaviness of sleep,
FTLN 3074 We put fresh garments on him.
DOCTOR
FTLN 3075 Be by, good madam, when we do awake him.
FTLN 3076 I doubt not of his temperance.
CORDELIA FTLN 3077 Very well.
Music.
DOCTOR
FTLN 3078 30 Please you, draw near.—Louder the music there.
CORDELIA , kissing Lear
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FTLN 3080 Thy medicine on my lips, and let this kiss
FTLN 3081 Repair those violent harms that my two sisters
FTLN 3082 Have in thy reverence made.
KENT FTLN 3083 35 Kind and dear princess.
CORDELIA
FTLN 3084 Had you not been their father, these white flakes
FTLN 3085 Did challenge pity of them. Was this a face
FTLN 3086 To be opposed against the jarring winds?
FTLN 3087 To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder,
FTLN 3088 40 In the most terrible and nimble stroke
FTLN 3089 Of quick cross-lightning? To watch, poor perdu,
FTLN 3090 With this thin helm? Mine enemy’s dog,
FTLN 3091 Though he had bit me, should have stood that night
FTLN 3092 Against my fire. And wast thou fain, poor father,
FTLN 3093 45 To hovel thee with swine and rogues forlorn
FTLN 3094 In short and musty straw? Alack, alack,
FTLN 3095 ’Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once
FTLN 3096 Had not concluded all.—He wakes. Speak to him.
DOCTOR FTLN 3097 Madam, do you; ’tis fittest.
CORDELIA
FTLN 3098 50 How does my royal lord? How fares your Majesty?
LEAR
FTLN 3099 You do me wrong to take me out o’ th’ grave.
FTLN 3100 Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound
FTLN 3101 Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
FTLN 3102 Do scald like molten lead.
CORDELIA FTLN 3103 55 Sir, do you know me?
LEAR
FTLN 3104 You are a spirit, I know. Where did you die?
CORDELIA FTLN 3105 Still, still, far wide.
DOCTOR
FTLN 3106 He’s scarce awake. Let him alone awhile.
LEAR
FTLN 3107 Where have I been? Where am I? Fair daylight?
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FTLN 3109 To see another thus. I know not what to say.
FTLN 3110 I will not swear these are my hands. Let’s see.
FTLN 3111 I feel this pinprick. Would I were assured
FTLN 3112 Of my condition!
CORDELIA FTLN 3113 65 O, look upon me, sir,
FTLN 3114 And hold your hand in benediction o’er me.
FTLN 3115 No, sir, you must not kneel.
LEAR FTLN 3116 Pray do not mock:
FTLN 3117 I am a very foolish fond old man,
FTLN 3118 70 Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less,
FTLN 3119 And to deal plainly,
FTLN 3120 I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
FTLN 3121 Methinks I should know you and know this man,
FTLN 3122 Yet I am doubtful, for I am mainly ignorant
FTLN 3123 75 What place this is, and all the skill I have
FTLN 3124 Remembers not these garments; nor I know not
FTLN 3125 Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me,
FTLN 3126 For, as I am a man, I think this lady
FTLN 3127 To be my child Cordelia.
CORDELIA , weeping FTLN 3128 80 And so I am; I am.
LEAR
FTLN 3129 Be your tears wet? Yes, faith. I pray, weep not.
FTLN 3130 If you have poison for me, I will drink it.
FTLN 3131 I know you do not love me, for your sisters
FTLN 3132 Have, as I do remember, done me wrong.
FTLN 3133 85 You have some cause; they have not.
CORDELIA FTLN 3134 No cause, no
FTLN 3135 cause.
LEAR FTLN 3136 Am I in France?
KENT FTLN 3137 In your own kingdom, sir.
LEAR FTLN 3138 90 Do not abuse me.
DOCTOR
FTLN 3139 Be comforted, good madam. The great rage,
FTLN 3140 You see, is killed in him, and yet it is danger
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FTLN 3142 Desire him to go in. Trouble him no more
FTLN 3143 95 Till further settling.
CORDELIA FTLN 3144 Will ’t please your Highness walk?
LEAR FTLN 3145 You must bear with me.
FTLN 3146 Pray you now, forget, and forgive. I am old and
FTLN 3147 foolish. They exit. Kent and Gentleman remain.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 3148 100 Holds it true, sir, that the Duke of Cornwall
FTLN 3149 was so slain?
KENT FTLN 3150 Most certain, sir.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 3151 Who is conductor of his people?
KENT FTLN 3152 As ’tis said, the bastard son of Gloucester.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 3153 105 They say Edgar, his banished son, is with
FTLN 3154 the Earl of Kent in Germany.
KENT FTLN 3155 Report is changeable. ’Tis time to look about.
FTLN 3156 The powers of the kingdom approach apace.
GENTLEMAN FTLN 3157 The arbitrament is like to be bloody. Fare
FTLN 3158 110 you well, sir. He exits.
KENT
FTLN 3159 My point and period will be throughly wrought,
FTLN 3160 Or well, or ill, as this day’s battle’s fought.
He exits.

ACT 5
Scene 1
Enter, with Drum and Colors, Edmund, Regan,
Gentlemen, and Soldiers.
EDMUND , to a Gentleman
FTLN 3161 Know of the Duke if his last purpose hold,
FTLN 3162 Or whether since he is advised by aught
FTLN 3163 To change the course. He’s full of alteration
FTLN 3164 And self-reproving. Bring his constant pleasure.
A Gentleman exits.
REGAN
FTLN 3165 5 Our sister’s man is certainly miscarried.
EDMUND
FTLN 3166 ’Tis to be doubted, madam.
REGAN FTLN 3167 Now, sweet lord,
FTLN 3168 You know the goodness I intend upon you;
FTLN 3169 Tell me but truly, but then speak the truth,
FTLN 3170 10 Do you not love my sister?
EDMUND FTLN 3171 In honored love.
REGAN
FTLN 3172 But have you never found my brother’s way
FTLN 3173 To the forfended place?
EDMUND FTLN 3174 That thought abuses you.
REGAN
FTLN 3175 15 I am doubtful that you have been conjunct
FTLN 3176 And bosomed with her as far as we call hers.
EDMUND FTLN 3177 No, by mine honor, madam.
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REGAN
FTLN 3178 I never shall endure her. Dear my lord,
FTLN 3179 Be not familiar with her.
EDMUND
FTLN 3180 20 Fear me not. She and the Duke, her husband.
Enter, with Drum and Colors, Albany, Goneril, Soldiers.
GONERIL , aside
FTLN 3181 I had rather lose the battle than that sister
FTLN 3182 Should loosen him and me.
ALBANY
FTLN 3183 Our very loving sister, well bemet.—
FTLN 3184 Sir, this I heard: the King is come to his daughter,
FTLN 3185 25 With others whom the rigor of our state
FTLN 3186 Forced to cry out. Where I could not be honest,
FTLN 3187 I never yet was valiant. For this business,
FTLN 3188 It touches us as France invades our land,
FTLN 3189 Not bolds the King, with others whom, I fear,
FTLN 3190 30 Most just and heavy causes make oppose.
EDMUND
FTLN 3191 Sir, you speak nobly.
REGAN FTLN 3192 Why is this reasoned?
GONERIL
FTLN 3193 Combine together ’gainst the enemy,
FTLN 3194 For these domestic and particular broils
FTLN 3195 35 Are not the question here.
ALBANY FTLN 3196 Let’s then determine
FTLN 3197 With th’ ancient of war on our proceeding.
EDMUND
FTLN 3198 I shall attend you presently at your tent.
REGAN FTLN 3199 Sister, you’ll go with us?
GONERIL FTLN 3200 40 No.
REGAN
FTLN 3201 ’Tis most convenient. Pray, go with us.
GONERIL , aside
FTLN 3202 Oho, I know the riddle.—I will go.
They begin to exit.

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Enter Edgar dressed as a peasant.
EDGAR , to Albany
FTLN 3203 If e’er your Grace had speech with man so poor,
FTLN 3204 Hear me one word.
ALBANY , to those exiting
FTLN 3205 45 I’ll overtake you.—Speak.
Both the armies exit.
EDGAR , giving him a paper
FTLN 3206 Before you fight the battle, ope this letter.
FTLN 3207 If you have victory, let the trumpet sound
FTLN 3208 For him that brought it. Wretched though I seem,
FTLN 3209 I can produce a champion that will prove
FTLN 3210 50 What is avouchèd there. If you miscarry,
FTLN 3211 Your business of the world hath so an end,
FTLN 3212 And machination ceases. Fortune love you.
ALBANY FTLN 3213 Stay till I have read the letter.
EDGAR FTLN 3214 I was forbid it.
FTLN 3215 55 When time shall serve, let but the herald cry
FTLN 3216 And I’ll appear again. He exits.
ALBANY
FTLN 3217 Why, fare thee well. I will o’erlook thy paper.
Enter Edmund.
EDMUND
FTLN 3218 The enemy’s in view. Draw up your powers.
Giving him a paper.
FTLN 3219 Here is the guess of their true strength and forces
FTLN 3220 60 By diligent discovery. But your haste
FTLN 3221 Is now urged on you.
ALBANY FTLN 3222 We will greet the time.
He exits.
EDMUND
FTLN 3223 To both these sisters have I sworn my love,
FTLN 3224 Each jealous of the other as the stung
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FTLN 3226 Both? One? Or neither? Neither can be enjoyed
FTLN 3227 If both remain alive. To take the widow
FTLN 3228 Exasperates, makes mad her sister Goneril,
FTLN 3229 And hardly shall I carry out my side,
FTLN 3230 70 Her husband being alive. Now, then, we’ll use
FTLN 3231 His countenance for the battle, which, being done,
FTLN 3232 Let her who would be rid of him devise
FTLN 3233 His speedy taking off. As for the mercy
FTLN 3234 Which he intends to Lear and to Cordelia,
FTLN 3235 75 The battle done and they within our power,
FTLN 3236 Shall never see his pardon, for my state
FTLN 3237 Stands on me to defend, not to debate.
He exits.
Scene 2
Alarum within. Enter, with Drum and Colors, Lear,
Cordelia, and Soldiers, over the stage, and exit.
Enter Edgar and Gloucester.
EDGAR
FTLN 3238 Here, father, take the shadow of this tree
FTLN 3239 For your good host. Pray that the right may thrive.
FTLN 3240 If ever I return to you again,
FTLN 3241 I’ll bring you comfort.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 3242 5 Grace go with you, sir.
Edgar exits.
Alarum and Retreat within.
Enter Edgar.
EDGAR
FTLN 3243 Away, old man. Give me thy hand. Away.
FTLN 3244 King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta’en.
FTLN 3245 Give me thy hand. Come on.
GLOUCESTER
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EDGAR
FTLN 3247 10 What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure
FTLN 3248 Their going hence even as their coming hither.
FTLN 3249 Ripeness is all. Come on.
GLOUCESTER FTLN 3250 And that’s true too.
They exit.
Scene 3
Enter in conquest, with Drum and Colors, Edmund;
Lear and Cordelia as prisoners; Soldiers, Captain.
EDMUND
FTLN 3251 Some officers take them away. Good guard
FTLN 3252 Until their greater pleasures first be known
FTLN 3253 That are to censure them.
CORDELIA , to Lear FTLN 3254 We are not the first
FTLN 3255 5 Who with best meaning have incurred the worst.
FTLN 3256 For thee, oppressèd king, I am cast down.
FTLN 3257 Myself could else outfrown false Fortune’s frown.
FTLN 3258 Shall we not see these daughters and these sisters?
LEAR
FTLN 3259 No, no, no, no. Come, let’s away to prison.
FTLN 3260 10 We two alone will sing like birds i’ th’ cage.
FTLN 3261 When thou dost ask me blessing, I’ll kneel down
FTLN 3262 And ask of thee forgiveness. So we’ll live,
FTLN 3263 And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
FTLN 3264 At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
FTLN 3265 15 Talk of court news, and we’ll talk with them too—
FTLN 3266 Who loses and who wins; who’s in, who’s out—
FTLN 3267 And take upon ’s the mystery of things,
FTLN 3268 As if we were God’s spies. And we’ll wear out,
FTLN 3269 In a walled prison, packs and sects of great ones
FTLN 3270 20 That ebb and flow by th’ moon.
EDMUND FTLN 3271 Take them away.
LEAR
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FTLN 3273 The gods themselves throw incense. Have I caught
FTLN 3274 thee?
FTLN 3275 25 He that parts us shall bring a brand from heaven
FTLN 3276 And fire us hence like foxes. Wipe thine eyes.
FTLN 3277 The good years shall devour them, flesh and fell,
FTLN 3278 Ere they shall make us weep. We’ll see ’em starved
FTLN 3279 first.
FTLN 3280 30 Come.
Lear and Cordelia exit, with Soldiers.
EDMUND FTLN 3281 Come hither, captain. Hark.
Handing him a paper.
FTLN 3282 Take thou this note. Go follow them to prison.
FTLN 3283 One step I have advanced thee. If thou dost
FTLN 3284 As this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way
FTLN 3285 35 To noble fortunes. Know thou this: that men
FTLN 3286 Are as the time is; to be tender-minded
FTLN 3287 Does not become a sword. Thy great employment
FTLN 3288 Will not bear question. Either say thou ’lt do ’t,
FTLN 3289 Or thrive by other means.
CAPTAIN FTLN 3290 40 I’ll do ’t, my lord.
EDMUND
FTLN 3291 About it, and write “happy” when th’ hast done.
FTLN 3292 Mark, I say, instantly, and carry it so
FTLN 3293 As I have set it down.
CAPTAIN
FTLN 3294 I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats.
FTLN 3295 45 If it be man’s work, I’ll do ’t. Captain exits.
Flourish. Enter Albany, Goneril, Regan, Soldiers and a
Captain.
ALBANY , to Edmund
FTLN 3296 Sir, you have showed today your valiant strain,
FTLN 3297 And Fortune led you well. You have the captives
FTLN 3298 Who were the opposites of this day’s strife.
FTLN 3299 I do require them of you, so to use them
FTLN 3300 50 As we shall find their merits and our safety
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EDMUND FTLN 3302 Sir, I thought it fit
FTLN 3303 To send the old and miserable king
FTLN 3304 To some retention and appointed guard,
FTLN 3305 55 Whose age had charms in it, whose title more,
FTLN 3306 To pluck the common bosom on his side
FTLN 3307 And turn our impressed lances in our eyes,
FTLN 3308 Which do command them. With him I sent the
FTLN 3309 Queen,
FTLN 3310 60 My reason all the same, and they are ready
FTLN 3311 Tomorrow, or at further space, t’ appear
FTLN 3312 Where you shall hold your session. At this time
FTLN 3313 We sweat and bleed. The friend hath lost his friend,
FTLN 3314 And the best quarrels in the heat are cursed
FTLN 3315 65 By those that feel their sharpness.
FTLN 3316 The question of Cordelia and her father
FTLN 3317 Requires a fitter place.
ALBANY FTLN 3318 Sir, by your patience,
FTLN 3319 I hold you but a subject of this war,
FTLN 3320 70 Not as a brother.
REGAN FTLN 3321 That’s as we list to grace him.
FTLN 3322 Methinks our pleasure might have been demanded
FTLN 3323 Ere you had spoke so far. He led our powers,
FTLN 3324 Bore the commission of my place and person,
FTLN 3325 75 The which immediacy may well stand up
FTLN 3326 And call itself your brother.
GONERIL FTLN 3327 Not so hot.
FTLN 3328 In his own grace he doth exalt himself
FTLN 3329 More than in your addition.
REGAN FTLN 3330 80 In my rights,
FTLN 3331 By me invested, he compeers the best.
GONERIL
FTLN 3332 That were the most if he should husband you.
REGAN
FTLN 3333 Jesters do oft prove prophets.
GONERIL FTLN 3334 Holla, holla!
FTLN 3335 85 That eye that told you so looked but asquint.

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REGAN
FTLN 3336 Lady, I am not well, else I should answer
FTLN 3337 From a full-flowing stomach. To Edmund.
FTLN 3338 General,
FTLN 3339 Take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony.
FTLN 3340 90 Dispose of them, of me; the walls is thine.
FTLN 3341 Witness the world that I create thee here
FTLN 3342 My lord and master.
GONERIL FTLN 3343 Mean you to enjoy him?
ALBANY
FTLN 3344 The let-alone lies not in your goodwill.
EDMUND
FTLN 3345 95 Nor in thine, lord.
ALBANY FTLN 3346 Half-blooded fellow, yes.
REGAN , to Edmund
FTLN 3347 Let the drum strike, and prove my title thine.
ALBANY
FTLN 3348 Stay yet, hear reason.—Edmund, I arrest thee
FTLN 3349 On capital treason; and, in thine attaint,
FTLN 3350 100 This gilded serpent.—For your claim, fair
FTLN 3351 sister,
FTLN 3352 I bar it in the interest of my wife.
FTLN 3353 ’Tis she is subcontracted to this lord,
FTLN 3354 And I, her husband, contradict your banns.
FTLN 3355 105 If you will marry, make your loves to me.
FTLN 3356 My lady is bespoke.
GONERIL FTLN 3357 An interlude!
ALBANY
FTLN 3358 Thou art armed, Gloucester. Let the trumpet sound.
FTLN 3359 If none appear to prove upon thy person
FTLN 3360 110 Thy heinous, manifest, and many treasons,
FTLN 3361 There is my pledge. He throws down a glove.
FTLN 3362 I’ll make it on thy heart,
FTLN 3363 Ere I taste bread, thou art in nothing less
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REGAN FTLN 3365 115 Sick, O, sick!
GONERIL , aside FTLN 3366 If not, I’ll ne’er trust medicine.
EDMUND
FTLN 3367 There’s my exchange. He throws down a glove.
FTLN 3368 What in the world he is
FTLN 3369 That names me traitor, villain-like he lies.
FTLN 3370 120 Call by the trumpet. He that dares approach,
FTLN 3371 On him, on you, who not, I will maintain
FTLN 3372 My truth and honor firmly.
ALBANY
FTLN 3373 A herald, ho!
EDMUND FTLN 3374 A herald, ho, a herald!
ALBANY
FTLN 3375 125 Trust to thy single virtue, for thy soldiers,
FTLN 3376 All levied in my name, have in my name
FTLN 3377 Took their discharge.
REGAN FTLN 3378 My sickness grows upon me.
ALBANY
FTLN 3379 She is not well. Convey her to my tent.
Regan is helped to exit.
Enter a Herald.
FTLN 3380 130 Come hither, herald. Let the trumpet sound,
FTLN 3381 And read out this. He hands the Herald a paper.
CAPTAIN FTLN 3382 Sound, trumpet!
A trumpet sounds.
HERALD reads.
FTLN 3383 If any man of quality or degree, within the lists of the
FTLN 3384 army, will maintain upon Edmund, supposed Earl of
FTLN 3385 135 Gloucester, that he is a manifold traitor, let him
FTLN 3386 appear by the third sound of the trumpet. He is bold in
FTLN 3387 his defense. First trumpet sounds.
HERALD FTLN 3388 Again! Second trumpet sounds.
HERALD FTLN 3389 Again! Third trumpet sounds.
Trumpet answers within.
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ALBANY , to Herald
FTLN 3390 140 Ask him his purposes, why he appears
FTLN 3391 Upon this call o’ th’ trumpet.
HERALD FTLN 3392 What are you?
FTLN 3393 Your name, your quality, and why you answer
FTLN 3394 This present summons?
EDGAR FTLN 3395 145 Know my name is lost,
FTLN 3396 By treason’s tooth bare-gnawn and canker-bit.
FTLN 3397 Yet am I noble as the adversary
FTLN 3398 I come to cope.
ALBANY FTLN 3399 Which is that adversary?
EDGAR
FTLN 3400 150 What’s he that speaks for Edmund, Earl of
FTLN 3401 Gloucester?
EDMUND
FTLN 3402 Himself. What sayest thou to him?
EDGAR FTLN 3403 Draw thy sword,
FTLN 3404 That if my speech offend a noble heart,
FTLN 3405 155 Thy arm may do thee justice. Here is mine.
He draws his sword.
FTLN 3406 Behold, it is my privilege, the privilege of mine
FTLN 3407 honors,
FTLN 3408 My oath, and my profession. I protest,
FTLN 3409 Maugre thy strength, place, youth, and eminence,
FTLN 3410 160 Despite thy victor-sword and fire-new fortune,
FTLN 3411 Thy valor, and thy heart, thou art a traitor,
FTLN 3412 False to thy gods, thy brother, and thy father,
FTLN 3413 Conspirant ’gainst this high illustrious prince,
FTLN 3414 And from th’ extremest upward of thy head
FTLN 3415 165 To the descent and dust below thy foot,
FTLN 3416 A most toad-spotted traitor. Say thou “no,”
FTLN 3417 This sword, this arm, and my best spirits are bent
FTLN 3418 To prove upon thy heart, whereto I speak,
FTLN 3419 Thou liest.
EDMUND FTLN 3420 170 In wisdom I should ask thy name,
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FTLN 3422 And that thy tongue some say of breeding breathes,
FTLN 3423 What safe and nicely I might well delay
FTLN 3424 By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn.
FTLN 3425 175 Back do I toss these treasons to thy head,
FTLN 3426 With the hell-hated lie o’erwhelm thy heart,
FTLN 3427 Which, for they yet glance by and scarcely bruise,
FTLN 3428 This sword of mine shall give them instant way,
FTLN 3429 Where they shall rest forever. Trumpets, speak!
He draws his sword. Alarums. Fights.
Edmund falls, wounded.
ALBANY , to Edgar
FTLN 3430 180 Save him, save him!
GONERIL FTLN 3431 This is practice, Gloucester.
FTLN 3432 By th’ law of war, thou wast not bound to answer
FTLN 3433 An unknown opposite. Thou art not vanquished,
FTLN 3434 But cozened and beguiled.
ALBANY FTLN 3435 185 Shut your mouth, dame,
FTLN 3436 Or with this paper shall I stopple it.—Hold, sir.—
FTLN 3437 Thou worse than any name, read thine own evil.
FTLN 3438 No tearing, lady. I perceive you know it.
GONERIL
FTLN 3439 Say if I do; the laws are mine, not thine.
FTLN 3440 190 Who can arraign me for ’t?
ALBANY FTLN 3441 Most monstrous! O!
FTLN 3442 Know’st thou this paper?
GONERIL FTLN 3443 Ask me not what I know.
She exits.
ALBANY
FTLN 3444 Go after her, she’s desperate. Govern her.
A Soldier exits.
EDMUND , to Edgar
FTLN 3445 195 What you have charged me with, that have I done,
FTLN 3446 And more, much more. The time will bring it out.
FTLN 3447 ’Tis past, and so am I. But what art thou
FTLN 3448 That hast this fortune on me? If thou ’rt noble,
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EDGAR FTLN 3450 200 Let’s exchange charity.
FTLN 3451 I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund;
FTLN 3452 If more, the more th’ hast wronged me.
FTLN 3453 My name is Edgar and thy father’s son.
FTLN 3454 The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
FTLN 3455 205 Make instruments to plague us.
FTLN 3456 The dark and vicious place where thee he got
FTLN 3457 Cost him his eyes.
EDMUND FTLN 3458 Th’ hast spoken right. ’Tis true.
FTLN 3459 The wheel is come full circle; I am here.
ALBANY , to Edgar
FTLN 3460 210 Methought thy very gait did prophesy
FTLN 3461 A royal nobleness. I must embrace thee.
FTLN 3462 Let sorrow split my heart if ever I
FTLN 3463 Did hate thee or thy father!
EDGAR FTLN 3464 Worthy prince, I know ’t.
ALBANY FTLN 3465 215 Where have you hid yourself?
FTLN 3466 How have you known the miseries of your father?
EDGAR
FTLN 3467 By nursing them, my lord. List a brief tale,
FTLN 3468 And when ’tis told, O, that my heart would burst!
FTLN 3469 The bloody proclamation to escape
FTLN 3470 220 That followed me so near—O, our lives’ sweetness,
FTLN 3471 That we the pain of death would hourly die
FTLN 3472 Rather than die at once!—taught me to shift
FTLN 3473 Into a madman’s rags, t’ assume a semblance
FTLN 3474 That very dogs disdained, and in this habit
FTLN 3475 225 Met I my father with his bleeding rings,
FTLN 3476 Their precious stones new lost; became his guide,
FTLN 3477 Led him, begged for him, saved him from despair.
FTLN 3478 Never—O fault!—revealed myself unto him
FTLN 3479 Until some half hour past, when I was armed.
FTLN 3480 230 Not sure, though hoping of this good success,
FTLN 3481 I asked his blessing, and from first to last
FTLN 3482 Told him our pilgrimage. But his flawed heart
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FTLN 3484 ’Twixt two extremes of passion, joy and grief,
FTLN 3485 235 Burst smilingly.
EDMUND FTLN 3486 This speech of yours hath moved me,
FTLN 3487 And shall perchance do good. But speak you on.
FTLN 3488 You look as you had something more to say.
ALBANY
FTLN 3489 If there be more, more woeful, hold it in,
FTLN 3490 240 For I am almost ready to dissolve,
FTLN 3491 Hearing of this.
EDGAR FTLN 3492 This would have seemed a period
FTLN 3493 To such as love not sorrow; but another,
FTLN 3494 To amplify too much, would make much more
FTLN 3495 245 And top extremity. Whilst I
FTLN 3496 Was big in clamor, came there in a man
FTLN 3497 Who, having seen me in my worst estate,
FTLN 3498 Shunned my abhorred society; but then, finding
FTLN 3499 Who ’twas that so endured, with his strong arms
FTLN 3500 250 He fastened on my neck and bellowed out
FTLN 3501 As he’d burst heaven, threw him on my father,
FTLN 3502 Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him
FTLN 3503 That ever ear received, which, in recounting,
FTLN 3504 His grief grew puissant, and the strings of life
FTLN 3505 255 Began to crack. Twice then the trumpets sounded,
FTLN 3506 And there I left him tranced.
ALBANY FTLN 3507 But who was this?
EDGAR
FTLN 3508 Kent, sir, the banished Kent, who in disguise
FTLN 3509 Followed his enemy king and did him service
FTLN 3510 260 Improper for a slave.
Enter a Gentleman with a bloody knife.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 3511 Help, help, O, help!
EDGAR FTLN 3512 What kind of help?
ALBANY , to Gentleman FTLN 3513 Speak, man!
EDGAR FTLN 3514 What means this bloody knife?

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GENTLEMAN
FTLN 3515 265 ’Tis hot, it smokes! It came even from the heart
FTLN 3516 Of—O, she’s dead!
ALBANY FTLN 3517 Who dead? Speak, man.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 3518 Your lady, sir, your lady. And her sister
FTLN 3519 By her is poisoned. She confesses it.
EDMUND
FTLN 3520 270 I was contracted to them both. All three
FTLN 3521 Now marry in an instant.
EDGAR FTLN 3522 Here comes Kent.
Enter Kent.
ALBANY , to the Gentleman
FTLN 3523 Produce the bodies, be they alive or dead.
Gentleman exits.
FTLN 3524 This judgment of the heavens, that makes us
FTLN 3525 275 tremble,
FTLN 3526 Touches us not with pity. O, is this he?
FTLN 3527 To Kent. The time will not allow the compliment
FTLN 3528 Which very manners urges.
KENT FTLN 3529 I am come
FTLN 3530 280 To bid my king and master aye goodnight.
FTLN 3531 Is he not here?
ALBANY FTLN 3532 Great thing of us forgot!
FTLN 3533 Speak, Edmund, where’s the King? And where’s
FTLN 3534 Cordelia?
Goneril and Regan’s bodies brought out.
FTLN 3535 285 Seest thou this object, Kent?
KENT FTLN 3536 Alack, why thus?
EDMUND FTLN 3537 Yet Edmund was beloved.
FTLN 3538 The one the other poisoned for my sake,
FTLN 3539 And after slew herself.
ALBANY FTLN 3540 290 Even so.—Cover their faces.
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FTLN 3542 Despite of mine own nature. Quickly send—
FTLN 3543 Be brief in it—to th’ castle, for my writ
FTLN 3544 Is on the life of Lear, and on Cordelia.
FTLN 3545 295 Nay, send in time.
ALBANY FTLN 3546 Run, run, O, run!
EDGAR
FTLN 3547 To who, my lord? To Edmund. Who has the office?
FTLN 3548 Send
FTLN 3549 Thy token of reprieve.
EDMUND
FTLN 3550 300 Well thought on. Take my sword. Give it the
FTLN 3551 Captain.
EDGAR , to a Soldier FTLN 3552 Haste thee for thy life.
The Soldier exits with Edmund’s sword.
EDMUND , to Albany
FTLN 3553 He hath commission from thy wife and me
FTLN 3554 To hang Cordelia in the prison, and
FTLN 3555 305 To lay the blame upon her own despair,
FTLN 3556 That she fordid herself.
ALBANY
FTLN 3557 The gods defend her!—Bear him hence awhile.
Edmund is carried off.
Enter Lear with Cordelia in his arms,
followed by a Gentleman.
LEAR
FTLN 3558 Howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of stones!
FTLN 3559 Had I your tongues and eyes, I’d use them so
FTLN 3560 310 That heaven’s vault should crack. She’s gone
FTLN 3561 forever.
FTLN 3562 I know when one is dead and when one lives.
FTLN 3563 She’s dead as earth.—Lend me a looking glass.
FTLN 3564 If that her breath will mist or stain the stone,
FTLN 3565 315 Why, then she lives.
KENT FTLN 3566 Is this the promised end?
EDGAR
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ALBANY FTLN 3568 Fall and cease.
LEAR
FTLN 3569 This feather stirs. She lives. If it be so,
FTLN 3570 320 It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows
FTLN 3571 That ever I have felt.
KENT FTLN 3572 O, my good master—
LEAR
FTLN 3573 Prithee, away.
EDGAR FTLN 3574 ’Tis noble Kent, your friend.
LEAR
FTLN 3575 325 A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all!
FTLN 3576 I might have saved her. Now she’s gone forever.—
FTLN 3577 Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little. Ha!
FTLN 3578 What is ’t thou sayst?—Her voice was ever soft,
FTLN 3579 Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
FTLN 3580 330 I killed the slave that was a-hanging thee.
GENTLEMAN
FTLN 3581 ’Tis true, my lords, he did.
LEAR FTLN 3582 Did I not, fellow?
FTLN 3583 I have seen the day, with my good biting falchion
FTLN 3584 I would have made him skip. I am old now,
FTLN 3585 335 And these same crosses spoil me. To Kent. Who
FTLN 3586 are you?
FTLN 3587 Mine eyes are not o’ th’ best. I’ll tell you straight.
KENT
FTLN 3588 If Fortune brag of two she loved and hated,
FTLN 3589 One of them we behold.
LEAR
FTLN 3590 340 This is a dull sight. Are you not Kent?
KENT FTLN 3591 The same,
FTLN 3592 Your servant Kent. Where is your servant Caius?
LEAR
FTLN 3593 He’s a good fellow, I can tell you that.
FTLN 3594 He’ll strike and quickly too. He’s dead and rotten.
KENT
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LEAR FTLN 3596 I’ll see that straight.
KENT
FTLN 3597 That from your first of difference and decay
FTLN 3598 Have followed your sad steps.
LEAR FTLN 3599 You are welcome
FTLN 3600 350 hither.
KENT
FTLN 3601 Nor no man else. All’s cheerless, dark, and deadly.
FTLN 3602 Your eldest daughters have fordone themselves,
FTLN 3603 And desperately are dead.
LEAR FTLN 3604 Ay, so I think.
ALBANY
FTLN 3605 355 He knows not what he says, and vain is it
FTLN 3606 That we present us to him.
EDGAR FTLN 3607 Very bootless.
Enter a Messenger.
MESSENGER FTLN 3608 Edmund is dead, my lord.
ALBANY FTLN 3609 That’s but a trifle here.—
FTLN 3610 360 You lords and noble friends, know our intent:
FTLN 3611 What comfort to this great decay may come
FTLN 3612 Shall be applied. For us, we will resign,
FTLN 3613 During the life of this old Majesty,
FTLN 3614 To him our absolute power; you to your rights,
FTLN 3615 365 With boot and such addition as your Honors
FTLN 3616 Have more than merited. All friends shall taste
FTLN 3617 The wages of their virtue, and all foes
FTLN 3618 The cup of their deservings. O, see, see!
LEAR
FTLN 3619 And my poor fool is hanged. No, no, no life?
FTLN 3620 370 Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life,
FTLN 3621 And thou no breath at all? Thou ’lt come no more,
FTLN 3622 Never, never, never, never, never.—
FTLN 3623 Pray you undo this button. Thank you, sir.
FTLN 3624 Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips,
FTLN 3625 375 Look there, look there! He dies.

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EDGAR FTLN 3626 He faints. To Lear. My lord,
FTLN 3627 my lord!
KENT
FTLN 3628 Break, heart, I prithee, break!
EDGAR FTLN 3629 Look up, my lord.
KENT
FTLN 3630 380 Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him
FTLN 3631 That would upon the rack of this tough world
FTLN 3632 Stretch him out longer.
EDGAR FTLN 3633 He is gone indeed.
KENT
FTLN 3634 The wonder is he hath endured so long.
FTLN 3635 385 He but usurped his life.
ALBANY
FTLN 3636 Bear them from hence. Our present business
FTLN 3637 Is general woe. To Edgar and Kent. Friends of my
FTLN 3638 soul, you twain
FTLN 3639 Rule in this realm, and the gored state sustain.
KENT
FTLN 3640 390 I have a journey, sir, shortly to go;
FTLN 3641 My master calls me. I must not say no.
EDGAR
FTLN 3642 The weight of this sad time we must obey,
FTLN 3643 Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
FTLN 3644 The oldest hath borne most; we that are young
FTLN 3645 395 Shall never see so much nor live so long.
They exit with a dead march.