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Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
Hear me, recreant !
pride, To come betwixt our sentence and our power (Wbich nor our nature nor our place can bear); Our potency made good, take thy reward. Five days we do allot thee, for provision To shield thee from diseases of the world; And, on the sixth, to turn thy hated back Upon our kingdom: if, on the tenth day fol
lowing, Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions, The moment is thy death. Away! By Jupiter, This shall not be revok'd. Kent. Fare thee well, king: since thus thou
wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid,
[To CORDELJA. That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said!And your large speeches may your deeds approve,
[To REGAN and GONERIL. That good effects may spring from word of
love. Thus Kent, o princes, bids you all adieu : He'll shape his old course in a country new.
[Erit. Re-enter GLOSTER; with FRANCE, BURGUNDY, and
Lear. My lord of Burgandy,
who with this king Hath rivall’d for our daughter; What, in the
least, Will you require in present dower with her, Or cease your quest of love ? Bur.
Most royal majesty, I crave no more than hath your highness offer'd Nor will you tender less.
Right noble Burgundy, When she was dear to us, we did hold her so; But now her price is fallin: Sir, there she stands; If aught within that little, seeming substance, Or all of it, with our displeasure piec'd,
And nothing more, may fitly like your grace, t!
She's there, and she is yours.
I kuow no answer. 10
Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with TH
Pardon me, royal sir;
that made me, I tell you all her wealth.-For you, great king, ons
(To FRANCE. I would not from your love make such a stray, To match you where I hate; therefore beseech
This is most strange!
Tbat monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection y, au Fall into taint: which to believe of her,
Must be a faith, that reason, without miracle
I yet beseech your majesty
flord is kic in 1
But even for want of that, for which I am richer;
Lear. Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm.
Bur. I am sorry then, you bave so lost a father,
Peace be with Burgundy!
GLO, and Attendants.
France. Bid farewell to your sisters.
Cor. The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes
Gon. Prescribe not us our duties.
Let your study
Come, my fair Cordelia.
[Ereunt FRANCE and CORDELIA. Gon. Sister, it is not a little I have to say, of what inost nearly appertains to us both. I think, our father will hence to-night.
Reg. That's most certain, and with you; next month with us.
Gon. You see how full of changes his age is; the observation we have made of it hath not been little: he always loved our sister most; and with what poor judgment he hath now cast her off, appears too grossly.
Reg. 'Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he bath ever but slenderly known himself.
Gon. The best and soundest of bis time bath been but rash; then must we look to receive from his age, not alone the imperfections of long-engrafted condition, but therewithal, the upruly waywardness that infirm and cholerick years bring with them.
Reg. Such unconstant starts are we like to bave from him, as this of Kent's banisbment.
Gon. There is further compliment of leave. taking between France and him. Pray you, let us hit togetber: If our father carry authority
with such dispositions as he bears, this last surrender of his will but offend us.
Reg. We shall further think of it.
[Ereunt. scene il. A Hall in the Earl of Gloster's Castle.
Enter EDMUND, with a Letter. Edm. Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law My services are bound; Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon
shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, Aš bonest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness ? bastardy? base, base? Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take More composition and fierce quality, Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed, Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops, Got 'tween asleep and wake?-Well then, Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land: Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund, As to the legitimate : Fine word,-legitimate! Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed, And my invention thrive, Edmund the base Shall top the legitimate. I grow; I prosper :Now, gods, stand up for bastards!
Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Kent banish'd thus! And France in cbo.
ler parted! And the king gone to-night! subscrib'd his
power! Confin'd to exhibition ! All this done Upon the gad !--Edmund ! How now? what
news? Edm. So please your lordship, none.
[Putting up the Letter. Glo. Why so earnestly seek you to put up that
letter? Edm. I know no news, my lord.