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SCENE I.-A Room of State in King Lear's Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving.

Glo. He hath been out nine years, and away he

shall again:—The king is coming, Enter KENT, GLOSTER, and EDMUND.

[Trumpets sound within. Kent. I thought, the king had more affected the Enter LEAR, CORNWALL, ALBANY, GONERIL, REGAN, duke of Albany, than Cornwall.

CORDELTA, and Attendants. Glo. It did always seem so to us; but now, in

Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, the division of the kingdom, it appears not which Gloster. of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so Glo. I shall, my liege. weigh'd, that curiosity in neither can make choice

[Exeunt GLOSTER and EDMUND. of either's moiety."

Lear. Meantime we shall express our darker Kent. Is this your son, my lord ?

purpose. Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: Give me the map there.—Know, that we have I have so often blushed to acknowledge him, that

divided, now I am brazed to it.

In three, our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent Kent. I cannot conceive you.

To shake all cares and business from our age: Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could : Conferring them on younger strengths, while we whereupon she grew round-wombed ; and had, Unburden'd crawl toward death. Our son of indeed, sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a hus- Cornwall, band for her bed. Do you smell a fault? And you, our no less loving son of Albany,

Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue We have this hour a constant will to publish of it being so proper.

Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife Glo. But I have, sir, a son, by order of law, some May be prevented now. The princes, France and year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my Burgundy, account: though this knave came somewhat saucily Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love, into the world before he was sent for, yet was his Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn, mother fair; there was good sport at his making, And here are to be answer'd.--Tell me, my daughand the whoreson must be acknowledged.-Do you (Since now we will divest us, both of rule, [ters, know this noble gentleman, Edmund ?

Înterest of territory, cares of state,) Edm. No, my lord.

Which of you, shall we say, doth love us most? Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter That we our largest bounty may extend as my honorable friend.

Where merit doth most challenge it.-Goneril, Edm. My services to your lordship.

Our eldest-born, speak first. Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you better.


Sir, I Most scrupulous nioety. Part or division.

Do love you more than words can wield the matter, --

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Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty;

Hold thee, from this forever. The barbarous Beyond what can be valued, rich, or rare;

No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honor: Or he that makes his generation messes
As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found. To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; Be as well neighbor'd, pitied, and reliev'd,
Beyond all manner of so much I love you. As thou my sometime daughter.
Cor. What shall Cordelia do ? love, and be silent. Kent.

Good my liege, [Aside. Lear. Peace, Kent! Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this line to come not between the dragon and his wrath: this,

I lov'd her most, and thought to set my rest With shadowy forests and with champains • pich’d, On her kind nursery. — Hence, and avoid my With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads,


[To CORDELIA. We make thee lady: To thine and Albany's issue So be my grave my peace, as here I give Be this perpetual.-- What says our second daughter, Her father's heart from her!--Call France;-Who Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall ? Speak.

stirs? Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister, Call Burgundy.-Cornwall, and Albany, And prize me at her worth. In my true heart With my two daughters' dowers digest this third: I find, she names my very deed of love;

Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her. Only she comes too short,— That I profess I do invest you jointly with my power, Myself an enemy to all other joys,

Pre-eminence, and all the large effects Which the most precious square of sense possesses; That troop with majesty.— Ourself, by monthly And find, I am alone felicitate

course, In your dear highness' love.

With reservation of an hundred knights, Cor.

Then poor Cordelia! By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode

[Aside. Make with you by due turns. Only we still retain And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's The name, and all the additions'to a king; More richer than my tongue.

Lear. To thee, and thine, hereditary ever, Revenue, execution of the rest, Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom: Beloved sons, be yours: which to confirm, N8 less in space, validity, and pleasure, This coronet part between you. [Giving the Crown. Than that confirm'd on Goneril.-Now, our joy, Kent.

Royal Lear, Although the last, not least; to whose young love Whom I have ever honor'd as my king, The vines of France, and milk of Burgundy, Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd, Strive to be interess’d: what can you say, to draw | As my great patron thought on in my prayers -A third more opulent than your sisters ? Speak. Lear. The bow is bent and drawn, make from Cor. Nothing, my lord.

the shaft. Lear. Nothing ?

Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork invade Cor. Nothing.

The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly, Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak again. When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, old man?

Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave Think'st thou, that duty shall have dread to speak, My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty When power to flattery bows? To plainness hoAccording to my bond; nor more nor less.

nor's bound, Lear. How, how, Cordelia ? mend your speech | When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy doom: a little

And, in thy best consideration, check Lest it may mar your fortunes.

This hideous rashness: answer my life my judge Cor.

Good my lord,

ment, You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me: I Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least; Return those duties back as are right fit,

Nor are those empty-hearted, whose low sound Obey you, love you, and most honor you.

Reverbs no hollowness. Why have my sisters husbands, if they say,


Kent, on thy life, no more. They love you, all? Haply, when I shall wed, Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it, carry

Thy safety being the motive. Half my love with him, half my care, and duty:


Out of my sight! Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,

Kent. See better, Lear; and let me still remain To love my father all.

The true blankof thine eye.
Lear. But goes this with thy heart ?

Lear. Now, by Apollo, -
Ay, good my lord. Kent.

Now, by Apollo, king, Lear. So young, and so untender?

Thou swear'st thy gods in vain. Cor. So young, my lord, and true.


0, vassal, miscreant Lear. Let it be so, Thy truth then be thy dower:

[Laying his Hand on his Sword For, by the sacred radiance of the sun;

Alb. Corn. Dear sir, forbear. The mysteries of Hecate, and the night;

Kent. Do; By all the operations of the orbs,

Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow From whom we do exist, and cease to be; Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift: Here I disclaim all my paternal care,

Or whilst I can vent clamor from my throat, Propinquity, and property of blood,

I'll tell thee, thou dost evil. And as a stranger to my heart and me



Hear me, recreant! 3 Open plains. Comprehension. Made happy.

. From this time. . His children. 1 Titles. 1 Kindred.

9 Reverberates.

* The mark to shoot at

& Value.

On thine allegiance hear me!

Must be a faith, that reason without miracle Bince thou hast sought to make us break our vow, Could never plant in me. (Which we durst never yet,) and,with strain'd pride, Cor.

I yet beseech your majesty, To come betwixt our sentence and our power; (If for I want that glib and oily art, (Which nor our nature, nor our place can bear;) To speak and purpose not; since what I well intend, Our potency make good, take thy reward. I'll do't before I speak,) that you make known Five days we do allot thee, for provision

It is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness, To shield thee from diseases of the world: No unchaste action or dishonor'd step, And, on the sixth, to turn thy hated back That hath depriv'd me of your grace and favor: Upon our kingdom: if, on the tenth day following, But even for want of that, for which I am richer; Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions, A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue The moment is thy death: Away! By Jupiter, That I am glad I have not, though not to have it, This shall not be revok'd.

Hath lost me in your liking. Kent. Fare thee well, king: since thus thou wilt Lear.

Better thou appear,

Hadst not been born, than not to have pleas'd me Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.

better. The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid, France. Is it but this? a tardiness in nature,

[To CORDELIA. Which often leaves the history unspoke, That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said !-- That it intends to do?-My lord of Burgundy, And your large speeches may your deeds approve, What say you to the lady ? Love is not love,

[To Regar and GONERIL. When it is mingled with respects, that stand That good effects may spring from words of love.— Aloof from the entire point. Will you have her? Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu; She is herself a dowry. He'll shape his old course in a country new. [Exit. Bur.

Royal Lear, Re-enter Gloster; with France, BURGUNDY,

Give but that portion which yourself propos’d,

And here I take Cordelia by the hand, and Attendants.

Duchess of Burgundy: Glo. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord. Lear. Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm. Lear. My lord of Burgundy,

Bur. I am sorry then, you have so lost a father, We first address towards you, who with this king That you must lose a husband. Hath rivall’d for our daughter; What, in the least, Cor.

Peace be with Burgundy! Will you require in present dower with her, Since that 'respects of fortune are his love, Or cease your quest of love?

I shall not be his wife. Bur.

Most royal majesty, France. Fairest Cordelia, thou art most rich, I crave no more than hath your highness offer'd,

being poor; Nor will you tender less.

Most choice, forsaken: and most lov’d, despis'd! Lear.

Right noble Burgundy, Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon: When she was dear to us, we did hold her so; Be it lawful, I take up what's cast away. But now her price is fall’n : Sir, there she stands; Gods, gods ! 'tis strange, that from their cold’st neIf aught within that little, seeming substance,

glect Or all of it, with our displeasure pieced,

My love should kindle to inflamed respect And nothing more, may fitly like your grace, Thy dowerless daughter, king, thrown to my chance, She's there, and she is yours.

Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair France: Bur.

I know no answer. Not all the dukes of wat'rish Burgundy Lear. Sir,

Shall buy this unpriz'd precious maid of me. Will you, with those infirmities she owes," Bid them farewell, Cordelia; though unkind: Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,

Thou losest here, a better where to find. Dower'd with ourcurse and stranger'd with our oath, Lear. Thou hast her, France: let her be thine; Take her, or leave her?

for we Bur.

Pardon me, royal sir; Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see Election makes not up on such conditions. That face of hers again :Therefore be gone, Lear. Then leave her, sir; for, by the power Without our grace, our love, our benizon. that made me,

Come, noble Burgundy. I tell you all her wealth.-For you, great king, [Flourish. Exeunt LEAR, BURGUNDY, CORN.

[To FRANCE WALL, ALBANY, GLOSTER, and Attendants. I would not from your love make such a stray, France. Bid farewell to your sisters. To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you Cor. The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes To avert your liking a more worthier way, Cordelia leaves you; I know you what you are; Than on a wretch whom nature is ashamed And, like a sister, am most loath to call Almost to acknowledge hers.

Your faults, as they are named. Use well our father: France.

This is most strange! To your professed bosoms I commit him:
That she, that even but now was your best object, But yet, alas ! stood I within his grace,
The argument of your praise, balm of your age, I would prefer him to a better place.
Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time So farewell to you both.
Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle

Gon. Prescribe not us our duties.
So many folds of favor! Sure, her offence


Let your study Must be of such annatural degree,

Be, to content your lord; who hath receiv'd you That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection At fortune's alms. You have obedience scanted Fall into taint: which to believe of her,

And well are worth the want that you have wanted *Owns, is possessed of.

& Bessing


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