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toasted cheese will do't.— There's my gauntlet; I'll prove it on a giant.--Bring up the brown bills. -_O, well flown, bird !i'the clout, i'the clout :: hewgh!--Give the word. 3

Edg. Sweet marjoram.
Lear. Pass.
Glo. I know that voice.

Lear. Ha! Goneril with a wnite beard ! They flatter'd me like a dog; and told me, I had white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there. To say ay, and no, to every thing I said Ay and no too was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter; when the thunder would not peace at my bidding; there I found them, there I smelt them out. Go to, they are not men o'their words: they told me I was every thing ; 'Tis a lie; I ana not ague-proof. Glo. The trick4 of that voice I do well remember: Is't not the king? Lear.

Ay, every inch a king:
When I do stare, see, how the subject quakes.-
I pardon that man's life: what was thy cause?
Thou shalt not die: Die for adultery! No:
The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly
Does lecher in my sight.
Let copulation thrive, for Gloster's bastard son
Was kinder to his father, than my daughters
Got 'tween the lawful sheets.
To't, luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers.
Behold yon simpering dame,
Whose face between her forks presageth snow;
That minces virtue, and does shake the head
To hear of pleasure's name;
The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to't

(1) Battle-axes.
(2) The white mark for archers to aim at.
3) The watch-word. (4) Likeness, manner.

With a more riotous appetite.
Down from the waist they are centaurs,
Though women all above :
Butl to the girdle do the gods inherit,2
Beneath is all the fiends'; there's hell, there's dark.

ness, There is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption ;-Fie, fie, fie! pah ; pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination there's money for thee.

Glo. O, let me kiss tha. hand!
Lear. Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality:

Glo. O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world Shall so wear out to nought.-Dost thou know me?

Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny3 at me? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid; I'll not love.-Read thou this challenge; mark but the penning of it.

Glo. Were all the letters suns, I could not see one.

Edg. I would not take this from report ;-it is, And my heart breaks at it. Lear. Read. Glo. What, with the case of eyes ?

Lear. O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your head, nor no money in your purse ? Your eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light : Yet you see how this world goes.

Glo. I see it feelingly.

Lear. What, art mad? A man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yon justice rails upon yon' simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, handy. dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief? Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar?

Glo. Ay, sir.

Lear. And the creature run from the cur? There thou might'st behold the great image of authority : a dog's obeyed in office.

(1) Only. (2) Possess. (3) Look asquint.




Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand:
Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thine own
Thou hotly lust'st to use her in that kind
For which thou whipp'st her. The usurer hangs the
Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear;
Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with

And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks :
Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
None does offend, none, I say, none; I'!l able 'em :
Take that of me, my friend, who have the power
To seal the accuser's lips.

Get thee glass eyes; And, like a scurvy politician, seem To see the things thou dost not.-Now, now, now, Pull off my boots :---harder, harder; so.

Edg. O, matter and impertinency mix'd ! Reason in madness! Lear. If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my

eyes. I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloster : Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry :- I will preach to thee; mark

Glo. Alack, alack the day!

Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are To this great stage of fools; This a good block?1 It were a delicate stratago, to shoe A troop of horse with lelt ; I'll put it in proof; And when I have stolen upon these sons-in-law, Then, kill, kil), kill, kill, kill, kill.

Enier a Gentleman, with Attendants, Gent. O, here he is, lay hand upon him.-Sir,

(1) Block anciently signified the head-part of a hat.



Your most dear daughter

Lear. No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even The natural fool of fortune.-Use me well; You shall have ransom. Let me have a surgeon, I am cut to the brains. Gent.

You shall have any thing. Lear. No seconds ? All myself? Why, this would make a man, a man of salt, To use his eyes for garden water-pots, Ay, and for laying autumn's dust. Gent.

Good sir,Lear. I will die bravely, like a bridegroom :

I will be jovial; come, come; I am a king,
My masters, know you that?

Gent. You are a royal one, and we obey you.

Lear. Then there's life in it. Nay, an you get it, you shall get it by running. Sa, sa, sa, sa.

Exit, running: Attendants follow. Gent. A sight most pitiful in the meanest wretch: Past speaking of in a king Thou hast one daugh

Who redeems nature from the general curse
Which twain have brought her to.

Edg. Hail, gentle sir.
Gent. Sir, speed you: What's your will?
Edg Do you hear aught, sir, of a battle toward?

Gent Most sure, and vulgar: every one hears that,
Which can distinguish sound.

But, by your favour, How near's the other army?

Gent. Near, and on spoedy foot; the main descry Stands on the hourly though2 Edg.

I thank you, sir; that's all. Gent. Though that the queen on special cause is


(1) i. e. A man of tears.
(2) The main body is expected to be descried

every hour.


Her army is mov'd on.

I thank you, sir. [Ex. Gent. Glo. You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from

Let not my worser 'Spirit' tempt me again
To die before you please!

Well pray you, father.
Glo. Now, good sir, what are you?
Edg. A most poor man, made tame by fortune's

Who, by the art of known and feeling sorrows,
Am pregnant to good pity. Give me your hand,
P'll lead you to some biding.

Hearty thanks :
The bounty and the benizon2 of heaven
To boot, and boot !3

Enter Steward,
Stew. A proclaim'd prize! most happy!
That eyeless head of thine was first fram’d Aesh
To raise my fortunes.- Thou old unhappy traitor,
Briefly4 thyself remember :- The sword is out
That must destroy thee.

Now let thy friendly hand Put strength enough to it.

(Edgar opposes. Stew.

Wherefore, bold peasant, Dar'st thou support a publish'd traitor ? Hence; Lest that the infection of his fortune take Like hold on thee. Let

Edg. Ch'ill not let go, zir, without vurther'casion. Stew. Let go, slave, or thou diest.

Edg. Good gentleman, go your gait, and let poor volk pass. And ch'ud ha' been zwagger'd out of

my life, 'twould not ha' been zo long as 'tis by a vortnight. Nay, come not near the old man; keep

(1) Evil genius. (2) Blessing.
(3) Reward, recompense.
(4) Quickly recollect the offences of thy life.
(5) Go your way.

his arm.

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