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had'st no need to care for her frowning; now thon art an 0 without a figure: I am better than thou art now; I am a fool, thou art no. thing.--Yes, forsooth, I will hold my tongue ! so your face (To Gon.) bids me, though you say nothing. Mum, mom,
He that keeps nor crust nor crum,
Weary of all, shall want some. That's a shealed peascod.
[Pointing to LEAR. Gon. Not only, sir, this your all-licens'd fool, But other of your insolent retinue Do hourly carp and quarrel; breaking forth In rank and not-to-be-endured riots. Sir, I had thought, by making this well known unto
you, To have found a safe redress, but now grow
fearful, By what yourself too late bave spoke and done, That you protect this conrse, and put it on By your allowance; which if you should, the
fault Would not 'scape censure, nor the redresses
Fool. For you trow, nuncle,
That it had its head bit off by its young. So, out went the candle, and we were left dark
ling. Lear. Are you our danghter?
Gon. Come, sir, I would, you would make use of that good wisdom whereof I know you are fraught; and put away these dispositions, which of late transform you from what you rightly are.
Fool. May not an ass know when the cart draws the horse? Whoop, Jug! I love thee.
Lear. Does any here know me? Why this is not Lear: does Lear walk tbus? speak thus? Where are his eyes? Either his notion weakens, or bis discernings are, lethargied.-Sleeping or waking ?-Ha! sure 'tis not so.-Who is it that can tell me who I am
Fool. Lear's shadow,Lear. I would learn that; for by the marks of sovereignty, knowledge, and reason, I should be false persuaded I had daughters.
Fool.-Which they will make an obedient father.
Lear. Your name, fair gentlewoman?
Gon. Come, sir; This admiration is much o' the favour Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you To understand my purposes aright: As you are old and reverend, you should be
wise: Here do you keep a hundred knights and squires; Men so disorder'd, so debauch'd and bold, That this our court, infected with their manners, Shows like a riotous inn: epicurism and lust Make it more like a tavern or a brothel, Than a grac'd palace. The shame itself doth
speak For instant remedy: Be then desir'd By her, that else will take the thing she begs, A little to disquantity your train : And the remainder, ihat shall still depend To be such men as may besort your age, And know themselves and you. Lear.
Darkness and devils ! Saddle my horses; call my train together.Degenerate bastard ! I'll not trouble thee; Yet have I left a daughter. Gon. You strike my people; and your disor
der'd rabble Make servants of their betters.
Enter ALBANY. Lear. Woe, that too late repents,-0, sir, are
you come? Is it your will? [TO ALB.] Speak, sir.-Prepare Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous, when thou show'st thee in a child, Than the sea-monster! Alb.
'Pray, sir, be patient. Lear. Detested kite! thou liest : [To Gon. My train are men of choice and rarest parts, That all particulars of duty know:
And in the most exact regard support
fault, How ugly didst thon in Cordelia sbow ! Which, like an engine, wrench'd my frame of
nature From the fix'd place : drew from my heart all
love, And added to the gall. O Lear, Lear, Lear! Beat at this gate that let thy folly in.
Striking his Head. And thy dear judgment out.-Go, go, my people.
Alb. My lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant Of what hath mov'd you. Lear. It may be so, my lord.—Hear, nature,
hear; Dear goddess hear! Suspend thy purpose, if Thou didst intend to make this creature fruitful! Into her womb convey sterility! Dry up in her the organs of increase; And from ber derogate body never spring A babe to hononr her! If she must teem, Create ber child of spleen; that it may live, And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her! Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth; With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks : Turn all her mother's pains, and benefits, To laughter and contempt; that she may feel How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child !-Away, away,
[Erit. Alb. Now, gods, that we adore, whereof comes
What's the matter, sir? Lear. I'll tell thee ;-Life and death! I am
asham'd That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus:
[To GONERIL. VOL. VIll.
That these hot tears, which break from me per
force, Should make thee worth them.-Blasts and fogs
upon thee! The untented woundings of a father's curse Pierce every sense about thee!-Old fond eyes, Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck you out; And cast you, with the waters that you lose, To temper clay.-Ha! is it come to this? Let it be so :-Yet have I left a daughter, Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable; When she shall bear this of thee, with her nails She'll flay thy wolfish visage. Thou shalt find, That I'll resume the shape which thou dost think I have cast off for ever; thou shalt, I warrant thee,
[Exeunt LEAR, KENT, and Attend. Gon. Do you mark that, my lord?
Alb. I cannot be so partial, Goneril, To the great love I bear you.-
Gon. 'Pray you, content.-What, Oswald, ho! You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master
(To the Fool. Fool. Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry, and take the fool with thee.
A fox when one has caught her,
(Erit. Gon. This man hath had good counsel :-A
hundred knights ! 'Tis politick, and safe, to let him keep At point, a hundred kõights. Yes, that on every
Alb. Well, you may fear too far.
Safer than trust:
Stew. Ay, madam.
Gom. Nay, then-
SCENE V. Court before the same.
Enter LEAR, KENT, and Fool. Lear. Go you before to Gloster with these letters: acquaint my daughter no further with any thing you know, than comes from her de. mand out of the letter : If your diligence be not speedy, I shall be there before you.
Kent. I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter.
[Erit. Fool. If a man's brains were in his heels, were't not in danger of kibes ?
Lear. Ay, boy.
Fool. Then, i pr’ythee, be merry; thy wit shall not go slip-shod.
Lear. Ha, ha, ba!
Fool. Shalt see, thy other daughter will use thee kindly ; for though she's as like this as a crab is like an apple, yet I can tell what I can tell.
Lear. Why, what canst thou tell, my boy?
Fool. She will taste as like this, as a crab does to a crab. Thou canst tell, why one's nose stands i' the middle of his face?