Look'd black upon me; struck me with her tongue, All the stor❜d vengeances of heaven fall Reg. O the blest gods! so will you wish on me, When the rash mood is on. Lear. No, Regan, thou shalt never have my curse: Thy tender-hefted nature shall not give Thee o'er to harshness: her eyes are fierce; but thine Thy half 'o the kingdom hast thou not forgot, Reg. Lear. Who put my man i' the stocks? Corn. Good sir, to the purpose. [Trumpets within. What trumpet's that? Enter OSWALD. Reg. I know't,-my sister's. Is your lady come? Lear. Out, varlet, from my sight! [Trumpets.] Ah! Who comes here? O heavens, If you do love old men, if your sweet sway Allow obedience, if yourselves are old, Make it your cause; send down, and take my part!— Enter GONERIL, Ladies, and Attendants. Art not asham'd to look upon this beard?— offended? All's not offence that indiscretion finds How have I Lear. [Aside.] O sides, you are too tough! Will you yet hold?-Aloud.] How came my man i'th' stocks? Corn. I set him there, sir. Lear. You! did you? Reg. I pray you, father, being weak, seem so. Gon. At your choice, sir. Lear. I prithee, daughter, do not make me mad. I will not trouble thee, my child; farewell: We'll no more meet, no more see one another :But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter; Or rather a disease that's in my flesh, Which I must needs call mine; but I'll not chide thee; Let shame come when it will, I do not call it : I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot, Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove: Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure: I can be patient; I can stay with Regan, I and my hundred knights. Reg. Not altogether so : I look'd not for you yet, nor am provided Lear. Is this well spoken now? Reg. I dare avouch it, sir: what, fifty followers? Is it not well? What should you need of more? Gon. Why might not you, my lord, receive attendance From those that she calls servants or from mine? Reg. Why not, my lord! If you will come to me,For now I spy a danger,-I entreat you To bring but five-and-twenty: to no more Lear. I gave you all Reg. And in good time you gave it. Lear. Those wicked creatures yet do look well favour'd! When others are more wicked, not being the worst Stands in some rank of praise.—[To GONERIL.] I'll go with thee: Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty, And thou art twice her love. Gon. Hear me, my lord: What need you five-and-twenty, ten, or five, To follow in a house where twice so many Have a command to tend you? Reg. What need one? Lear. O, reason not the need: our basest beggars Are, in the poorest thing, superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st Which scarcely keeps thee warm. But, for true need,― You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall-I will do such thingsWhat they are, yet I know not; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep; No, I'll not weep :— I have full cause of weeping; but this heart [Storm heard at a distance. Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or e'er I'll weep.-O, fool, I shall go mad! [Exit. ACT III. SCENE I.-A Heath. A storm, with thunder and lightning. Enter Kent and a Gentleman, meeting. Kent. HO'S there, besides foul weather? Gent. One minded like the weather most unquietly. Kent. I know you. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Kent. But who is with him? Gent. None but the fool; who labours to out-jest His heart-struck injuries. Sir, I do know you; Kent. And dare commend a dear thing to you. There's Division 'twixt Albany and Cornwall; And, true it is, from France there comes a power |