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By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn: Told him my pilgrimage : But his flawed heart,
Back do I tofs these treasons to thy head; (Alack, too weak the conflict to support!)
With the hell hated lie o'erwhelm thy heart ; 'Twixt two extremes of pallion, joy, and grief,
Which, (for they yet glance by, and scarcely bruise) Burst smilingly.
This sword of mine shall give them instant way, Edm. This speech of yours hath mov'd me,
Where they Mall reft for ever.--Trumpets, speak. And thall, perchance, do good: but ípeak you on;

[-Alarum. Fighi. Edmund falls. You look as you had something more to sav. Alb. Save him, save him !

Alb. If there be more, more woeful, bold it in ; Gon. This is mere practice, Gloster :

For I am almoft ready to diilolve,
By the law of arms, tirou wast not bound to answer Hearing of this.
An unknown opposite; thou art not vanquishid, Edg. - This would have seem'd a period
But cozen'd and beguild.

To such as love not sorrow; but, another l;Alb. Shut your mouth, dame,

To amplify too-much, would make much more, Or with this paper shall I stop it :-Hold, fir : And top extremity :Thou worse than any name, read thine own evil : Whilft I was big in clamour, came there in a mo, No tearing, lady; I perceive, you know it. Who having seen me in my worst estate,

[Gives the letter to Edmund. Sbunn'd my abhorrd fociety; but then, finding Gon. Say, if I do; the laws are mine, not thine: Who 'twas that so endur'd, with his strong arms Who shall arraign me for 't?

He faften’d on my neck, and bellow'd out · Alb. Monster, know'st thou this paper ? As he'd burft heaven ; threw him on my father ; Gon. Ask me not what I know'. [Exit Gon. Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him, Alb. Co after her ; The's desperate; govern her. That ever ear receiv'd: which in recount.ng, Edm. What you bave charg d me with, that 1 His grief grew puissant, and the ftrings of life have done;

Began to crack : Twice then the trumpet founded, And more, much more : the time will bring it out; And there I left him tranc'd. 'Tis past, and so am I: But what art thou,

Alb. But who was this? That haft this fortune on me? If thou art noble, Edg. Kent, sir, the banith'd Kent; who in disguie I do forgive thee.

Follow'd his enemy king, and did him service Edg. Let us exchange charity.

Improper for a Nave. I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund; Enter a Gentleman basily, with a bloody ft. If more, the more thou haft wrong d nie.

Gint. Help! help! O heip! My name is Edgar, and thy father's son.

Edy. What kind of help? The gods are juft, and of our pleasant vices

Alb. Speaki, man.
Make instruments to scourge us :

Edg. What means this bloody knife?
The dark and vicious place where thee he got, Gerit. 'Tis hot, it smoaks ;
Cost him his eyes.

It came even from the heart of O! she's dead! Edm. Thou haft spoken right, 'tis true ;

Alb. Who, man? speak. The wheel is come full circle ; I am here.

Gent. Your lady, fir, your lady: and her fifts Alb. Methought, thy very guit did prophesy By her is poison'd ; The hath confefs'd it. A royal nobleness :--1 must embrace thee :

Edm. I was contracted to them both; all three Let sorrow split my heart, if ever I

Now marry in an instant. Did hate thee, or thy father!

Enter Keni. Edg. Worthy prince, I know it.

Alb. Produce the bodies, be they alive or deal! Alb. Where have you hid yourself?

[Goneril and Regan's bodies brongeze si. How have you known the miseries of your father? This judgment of the heavens, that makes us Edg. By nursing them, my lord. List a brief

tremble, tale ;

Touches us not with pity.And, when 'tis told, O, that my heart would burst! Edy. Here comes Kent, fir. The bloody proclamation to escape,

Alb. O! is this he? The time will not allow That follow'd me so near, (O our lives' sweetness ! | The compliment which very manners urge. That we the pain of death would hourly bear, Kent. I am come Rather than die at once !) taught me to thift To bid my king and master aye good night; Into a mad-man's rags ; to allume a semblance Is he not here? That very dogs disdain'd : and in this habit

Alb. Great thing of us forgot !
Met I my father with his bleeding rings, Speak, Edmund, where's the king and where's
Their precious stones new loft; became his guide,

Cordelia ? -
Led him, begg'd for him, fav'd him from detpair ; See'st thou this object, Kent ?
Never (O fault !) reveal'd myself unto him,

Kont. Alack, why thus ?
Until some half-bour part, when I was arm'd, Edm. Yet Edmund was belor'd:
Not sure, though hoping, of this good success, The one the other poiton'd for my fake,
I ask'd his blefling, and from first to latt

And after few herself.

I The sense may probably be this: This would have seemed a period 10 such as love noe for.ow; but,another, i. c. but I must add another, i. e. another period, another kind of conclusion to my story, such as will incrcase the horror, of what has been already told.


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116. Even so.-Cover their faces.

lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that ;
Edm. I pant for life :-Some good I mean to do, He'll ítrike, and quickly too :---He's dead and
Despight of mine own nature. Quickly fend, -
Be brief in it,--to the castle ; for my writ

Kini. No, my good lord; I am the very man ;-
Is on the life of Lear, and on Cordelia :

Lear, l'll see that Itraight.

[cay , Nay, send in time.

Kent. That, from your first of difference and deAlb. Run, run, U, run

[send Have follow'd your fad 1teps. Edy. To whom, my lord :-Who has the otnice? Lear. You are welconie hither. (and deadly. Thy token of repriere.

Kint. Nor no man elle ; all's cheerless, dark,
Edy. Well thought on ; take my sword, Your eldest daughters have fore-doom'd+themselves,
Give it the captain.

And desperately are dead.
Edg. Haste thee for thy life. [Exit Mellinger. Lear. Ay, 1o I think.

Edm. He hath commillion from thy wife and me Alb. He knows not what he says; and vain it is
To liang Cordelia in the prison, and

That we present us to him.”
To lay the blame upon her own despair,

Edg. Very bootless.
That the fordid ' herself.

Enter a Melenger.
Alo. The gods defend her! Bear him hence Mif. Edmund is dead, my lord.
au hile.

[Edmund is boi ne off. Alb. That 's but a trifle here.--
Enter Lear, with Cordelia dead in bis arms. You lords, and noble friends, know our intent.
Lear. Howl, howl, howl, howl !---0, you are What comfort to this great decays may come,
men of 1tones ;

Shall be apply'd : For us, we will resign,
Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them to During the life of this old majesty,
That heaven's vault should crack :-0, me is gone To lim our absolute power :-You, to your right
for ever!

[To Edi
I know when one is dead, and when one lires; With boot, and such addition as your honours
She's dead as earth :--Lend me a looking-glais; Have more than merited.---All friends shall talte
If that her breath will mitt or ftain the itone, The wages of their virtuc, and all foes
"Why, then the lives.

The cup of their deservings.-0, lee, see ! [life, Kent. Is this the promisid end?

Lar. And my poor fool is hang'd?! No, no, no Edz. Or image of that horror ?

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have lise, [more,
Alb. Fall, and cease2 !

And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no
Leir. This feather stirs; the lives ! if it be so, Never, never, never, never, never!
It is a chance that does redeem all sorrows Pray you, undo this button 5 : Thank you, sir.-
That ever I have felt.

Do you see this ? Look on her, look on her lips,
Keni. O my good master!
[ Kneeling. Look there, look there ! -

[Hi dies. Lear. Pr’ythee, away.

Edg. He faints ;-My lord, my lord, -
Edy. 'Tis noble Kent, your friend.

Kent. Break, heart ; I pr’ythee, break!
Lear. A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all! Edg. Look up, my lord.

(hates him, I might have fav'd her; now she's gone for ever! Kent. Vex not his ghott: 0, let him pafs ! he Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little. Ha !

That would upon the rack of this tough 9 world
What is't thou say'tt :-Her voice was ever soft, Stretch him out longer.
Gentle, and low; an excellent thing in womail: Eur. O, he is gone, indeed.
I kill'd the fave that was a hanging thee,

Kont. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long :
Gent. 'Tis true, my lords, lie did.

He but ufurp'd his lite.
Lear. Did I not, fellow?

[chion Alb. Bearthem from hence.--Our present business
I have seen the day, with my good biting faul- Is general woe. Friends of my soul, you twain
I would have made them skip : I am old now,

(T. Kent, and Edgar,
And these same cronies spoil me.--\Vho are you? Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain.
Mine eyes are none o' the belt :-1'll tell you Kent. I have a journey, fir, thortly to go;

My master calls, and I must not say, no.
Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated, Aib. The weight of this fad tiine we must obey;
One of them we behold.

Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
Lear. This is a dull fight : Are you not Kent? The oldest hath bore moft: we that are young,

Kent. The same ; your servant Kent : Shall never see lo inuch, nor live so long.
Where is your servant Caius?

[Excunt, with a dead marche i To fordo fignifies to destroy. 2 Mr. Steevens affixes the following meaning to this exclamation of Albany: " He is looking with attention on the pains employed by Lear to recover his child, and knows to what miseries he must survive, when he finds them to be ineticītual. Having these images present to his

cyes and imagination, he cries oui, Ruther jull, and cease to be, it once, than continue in erijlence only to be wretched." 3 Decay for misforiunes. 4 That is, have anticipated their own doom. si. e, to this piece of decay'd Toyalty, this ruin'd majesty. 6 With advantage, with increase. 7 Mir. Steevens remarks, that this is an expression of tendeincis for his dead Cerdeia, (not his fool, as some have thought) on whole lips he is itill intent, and does away while he is fearching for life there. $ The Rev. Dr. J. Warton judiciously oblerves, thai the twelling and heaving of the heart is described by this most exprellive circumstance: 91. e.this obdurale, rigid world,

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ESCALUS, Prince of Verona.

BALTHASAR, Servant to Romeo PARIS, Kinjinan to ebe Prince.


} Servants to Capulet. MONTAGUE, Heads of two i Torjes, at variance GREGORY, CAPULET, witb eacb other.

ABRAM, Servant to Montagui. KOMEO, Son 10 Mortugue.

Three Muficians.

} Friends of Romeo.
TYBALT, Kinsman 19 Capulet.

Lady MONTAGUE, Iife to Montague. da old Viin, bis Coulin.

Lady CAPULET, Wife to Capulet. Friar LAWRENCE, a Franciscan.

JULIET, Daughter to Cupulei, in love with Rompe. Friar JOHN, of the same Order.

Nurleto Juliet. CHORUS,- Page, Boy to Paris, an Officer, an 4poebecary. Citizens of Verona, several Men and Women, Relations to both Houses; Maskers, Guards, Watch and

orbem terinduris. The SCENE, in the beginning of the fifth A7, is in Mantua ; during all the rest of the Play, ai Verona.

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Sam. A dog of the house of Montague moves me.

Greg. To move, is—to stir ; and to be valiant, A S T R E E T.

is--to stand to it: therefore, if chou art mov'd, Enter Sampson and Gregory, two ferv.ints of Capult.

thou runn'it


Sam. A dog of that house shall move me to Sam.

REGORY, o'my word, we'll not carry Itand : I will take the wall of any man or maid of
coals 2.

Greg. No, for then we should be colliers. Gres. That shews thee a weak llave ; for the
Sam. I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw. weikeit goes to the wall.

Greg. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out Sum. True ; and therefore women, being the of the collar,

weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall : Sam. I ftrike quickly, being mov'd.

therefore I will push Montague's men from the But thou art not quickly mov'd to strike. wall, and thrust his maids to the wall. 7. The story on which this play is founded, is related as a true one in Girolamo de la Corte's History of Verona, and was well known to the English poets before the time of Shakspeare. Ds. Waro burton obferves, that this was a phrase formerly in use to siguify the bearing injuries,

Grog. R994


giles !

a foe.

Greg. The quarrel is between our masters, and Down with the Capulets ! down with the Monisus their men.

Sam. 'Tis all one, I will new myself a tyrant . Enter old Capulet, in bis gour; and Lady Cata!:. when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel Cap. What noisc is this Give me my lurg with the maids; I will cut off their heads. (word ?, ho! Greg. The heads of the maids ?

La. Gap. A crutch, a crutch LWhy call you Sam. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maiden- for a sword ? heads ; take it in what sense thou wilt.

Cap. My sword, I lay Sold Montague is come, Grcg. They must take it in sense, that feel it. And Aourishes his blade in spight of me.

Sam. Me they shall feel, while I am able to stand : Enter old Montague, and Lady Montague. and, 'tis known, I am a pretty piece of fern. Mor. Thou villain, Capulet, Hold ine not,

Greg. 'Tis well, thou art not fish; if thou hadît, let me go. thou hadít been Poor John. Draw thy tool ; here La. Mon. Thou shalt not stir one foot to feek comes of the house of the Montagues. Enter Abram and Balthasar.

Enter Prince, with Attendants. Sam. My naked weapon is out ; quarrel, I will Prin. Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, back thee.

Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel, Greg. How? turn thy back, and run? Will they not hear ? —what ho! you men, you Samn. Fear me not.

beasts, Grig. No, marry ; I fear thee!

That quench the fire of your pernicious rage Sam. Let us take the law of our fides ; let With purple fountains issuing from your veins, them begin.

On pain of corture, from those bloody hands Greg. I will frown, as I pass by ; and let them Throw your mis-temper'd3 weapons to the ground, take it as they lift.

And hear the sentence of your moved princeSam. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word, at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. By thee, old Capulet, and Montague,

Alr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Have thrice difturb'd the quiet of our streets ;
Sam. I do bite my thumb, fir.

And made Verona's ancient citizens
Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Caft by their grave beseeming onaments,
Sam. Is the law on our fide, if I say-ay? To wield old partizans, in hands as old,

Cankred with peace, to part your cankred hate : Sam. No, fir, I do not bite my thumb at you, If ever you disturb our streets again, fir; but I bite my thumb, sir.

Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace, Greg. Do you quarrel, sir?

For this time, all the rest depart away : Abr. Quarrel, sır ? 10, fir.

You, Capulet, thall go along with me ; Sam. If you do, fir, I am for you; I serve as And, Montague, come you this afternoon, good a man as you.

To know our further pleasure in this case, Abr. No better.

To old Free-town, our common judgment-plze. Sam. Well, fir.

Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. Enter Benvolio.

[E.xeunt Prince, Capades, e. Greg. Say—better ; here comes one of my mar Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abmachi-ter's kinsmen.

Speak, nephew, were you by, when it began? Sam. Yes, better, fir.

Ben. Here were the servants of your adreriary, Abr. You lye.

And yours, close fighting ere I did approach: Sam. Draw, if you be men.-Gregory, remem- I drew to part them ; in the instant came ber thy swashing' blow.

[Tbiy fight. The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepar'd; Ben. Part, fools ; put up your swords ; Which, as he breath'd defiance to my ears, You know not what you do.

He swung about his head, and cut the winds,
Enter Tybalt.

Who nothing hurt withal, hiss'd him in scorn : Tyb. What, art thou drawn among these heart. While we were interchanging thrusts and blows, leis hinds ?

Came more and more, and fought on part and part, Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death. 'Till the prince came, who parted either part.

Ben. I do but keep the peace ; put up thy sword, La. Mon. 0, where is Romeo saw you him Or manage it to part these men with me.

to-day Tyb. What, drawn, and talk of peace ? I hate Right glad I am, he was not at this fray. the word,

Ben. Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd fun As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee : Peer'd forth the golden window of the eart, Have at thee, cowaru.

A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad; Enter ebree or four Citizens, with clubs. Where-underneath the grove of sycamour, Cii. Clubs, bills, and partizans ! strike ! beat That westward rooteth from the city' side them down !

So early walking did I see your fon :

Greg. No.

! To fiajh seems to have meant to be a bully, to be noisily valiant. fword used in war, which was sometimes wielded with both hands. angry weapons.

2 The long sword was the 3 Mis-temper't weapons are


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