Fool. Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell? Lear. No. Fool. Nor I neither; but I can tell why a snail has a house. Lear. Why? Fool. Why, to put his head in; not to give it away to his daughters, and leave his horns without a case. Lear. I will forget my nature. So kind a father!-Be my horses ready? Fool. Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason why the seven stars are no more than seven, is a pretty reason. Lear. Because they are not eight? Fool. Yes, indeed: thou wouldst make a good fool. Lear. To take it again perforce !-Monster ingratitude! Fool. If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have thee beaten for being old before thy time. Lear. How's that? Fool. Thou shouldst not have been old before thou hadst been wise. Lear. O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven! Keep me in temper: I would not be mad! Enter GENTLEMAN. How now? Are the horses ready? Gen. Ready, my lord. Lear. Come, boy. Fool. She that is maid now, and laughs at my departure, Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut shorter. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. A court within the castle of the Earl of Gloster. Enter EDMUND and CURAN, meeting. Edm. Save thee, Curan. Curan. And you, sir. I have been with your father; and given him notice, that the duke of Cornwall, and Regan his duchess, will be here with him to-night. Edm. How comes that? Curan. Nay, I know not. You have heard of the news abroad; I mean, the whispered ones, for they are yet but ear-kissing arguments? Edm. Not I: pray you, what are they? Curan. Have you heard of no likely wars toward 'twixt the dukes of Cornwall and Albany? sir. Edm. Not a word. Curan. You may then, in time. Fare you well, [Exit. Edm. The duke be here to-night? The better ! Best! SHAK. XIII. D This weaves itself perforce into my business! Enter EDGAR. My father watches.-O sir, fly this place; You have now the good advantage of the night. Edg. I am sure on 't, not a word. Edm. I hear my father coming.-Pardon me : In cunning, I must draw my sword upon you. Draw seem to defend yourself: now quit you well. Yield: come before my father :-light, ho, here!Fly, brother!-torches! torches !—so, farewell. [Exit Edgar. Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion [wounds his arm. Of my more fierce endeavor: I have seen drunkards 1 Delicate. 2 Consider, recollect yourself. Enter GLOSTER, and Servants with torches. Glos. Now, Edmund, where 's the villain? Edm. Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sword out, Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the moon Glos. But where is he? Where is the villain, Edmund ? Edm. Look, sir, I bleed. Glos. Edm. Fled this way, sir, when by no means he could Glos. Pursue him, ho!-Go after. [Exit Servant.] By no means,—what? Edm. Persuade me to the murder of your lordship; But that I told him, the revenging gods 1 Frighted. Glos. Let him fly far: Not in this land shall he remain uncaught; And found,Despatch.-The noble duke my master, My worthy arch1 and patron, comes to-night: By his authority I will proclaim it, That he, which finds him, shall deserve our thanks, Edm. When I dissuaded him from his intent, And found him pight 2 to do it, with curst 3 speech I threaten'd to discover him: he replied; Thou unpossessing bastard! dost thou think, If I would stand against thee, would the reposal Of any trust, virtue, or worth in thee Make thy words faith'd? No; what I should deny, (As this I would; ay, though thou didst produce My very character 4) I'd turn it all To thy suggestion, plot, and damned practice: If they not thought the profits of my death Glos. Strong and fasten'd villain! Would he deny his letter?-I never got him. [trumpets within. Hark, the duke's trumpets! I know not why he comes. 1 Chief. 2 Pight for pitched, resolved. 3 Severe, angry. 4 Hand-writing. |