Of quick, cross-lightning? to watch (poor perdu !) With this thin helm ? Mine enemy's dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire; And wast thou fain, poor father, To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn, In shorty and musty straw? Alack, alack! "Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. [maiesty?
Kent. My point and period will be throughly wrought,
Or well, or ill, as this day's battle's fought. [Exit.
You are a spirit. I know; When did you die ? And self-seproving
Still, still, far wide!
He's scarce awake) Whare based be
Aid your hands in besediction o'er me As you must not karel.
bring his constant pleasure. 118 en Officer, who goes out
Reg, Our sister's man is certainly miscarried. Edm. Tis to be doubled, adam.
Reg Now, sweet ford, Tel, met truly, but then speak the inth, You know the goodness I intend upon you: Do you not love my sister?
In honour'd love. Fig. But have you never found my brother's way To the forefended place 1
That thought abuses you. Reg. am doubtful that you have been conjunct And bosom'd with her, as far as we call hers. Ele. No, by mine honour, madam.
never chall ende her: Dear my lerd,
a familiar with her.
I'll overtake you.-Speak. [Exeunt EDMUND, REGAN, CONERIL, Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants.
Eag. Before you fight the battle, ope this letter. If you have victory, let the trumpet sound For him that brought it: wretebed though Is 1 on produce a champion, that will prove the Kingdom What is svouched there. If you miscany, Your business of the world bath so a And garbination ceases. Fortune lov [Eait. Alb. Stay till I have read the letter.
Of quick, cross-lightning? to watch (poor perdu!) With this thin helm? Mine enemy's dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire; And wast thou fain, poor father, To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn, In shorty and musty straw? Alack, alack! "Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. [majesty?
Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave:- Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Cor. Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide!
Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been? Where am I?-Fair
I am mightily abus'd. I should even die with pity, To see another thus.-I know not what to say.— I will not swear, these are my hands:-let's see; I feel this pin prick. 'Would I were assur'd Of my condition.
O, look upon me, sir, And hold your hands in benediction o'er me :- No, sir, you must not kneel.
Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant What place this is: and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night: Do not laugh at me; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia. Cor. Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray, weep If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know, you do not love me; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: You have some cause, they have not. Cor.
Lear. Am I in France! Kent.
Lear. Do not abuse me.
In your own kingdom, sir.
Phys. Be comforted, good madam: the great rage, You see, is cur'd in him: and yet it is danger To make him even o'er the time he has lost. Desire him to go in; trouble him no more, Till further settling.
Cor. Will't please your highness walk? Lear. You must bear with me:
Pray now, forget and forgive: I am old, and foolish. [Exeunt LEAR, CORDELIA, Physician, and Attend. Gent. Holds it true, sir,
That the duke of Cornwall was so slain?
Gent. Who is conductor of his people?
The bastard son of Gloster.
They say, Edgar, His banish'd son, is with the earl of Kent
SCENE I.-The Camp of the British Forces, near Dover.
Enter, with drums and colours, EDMUND, REGAN, Officers, Soldiers, and others.
Edm. Know of the duke, if his last purpose hold; Or, whether since he is advis'd by aught To change the course: He's full of alteration, And self-reproving :-bring his constant pleasure. [To an Officer, who goes out.
Reg. Our sister's man is certainly miscarried. Edm. 'Tis to be doubted, madam.
Reg. Now, sweet lord, You know the goodness I intend upon you: Tell me, but truly, but then speak the truth, Do you not love my sister? Edm.
In honour'd love. Reg. But have brother's way never found you my To the forefended place? Edm.
That thought abuses you. Reg. I am doubtful that you have been conjunct And bosom'd with her, as far as we call hers. Edm. No, by mine honour, madam.
Reg. I never shall endure her: Dear my lord, Be not familiar with her.
Alb. Our very loving sister, well be met.- Sir, this I hear,-The king is come to his daughter, With others, whom the rigour of our state Where I could not be honest, Forc'd to cry out. I never yet was valiant: for this business, It toucheth us as France invades our land, Not bolds the king; with others, whom, I fear, Most just and heavy causes make oppose. Edm. Sir, you speak nobly. Reg. Why is this reason'd? Gon. Combine together 'gainst the enemy: For these domestic and particular broils Are not to question here.
Let us then determine With the ancient of war on our proceedings. Edm. I shall attend you presently at your tent. Reg. Sister, you'll go with us? Gon. No.
Reg. 'Tis most convenient; pray you, go with us. Gon. O, ho, I know the riddle: [Aside.] I will go.
As they are going out, enter EDGAR, disguised. Edg. Ife'er your grace had speech with man so poor, Hear me one word. Alb.
I'll overtake you.-Speak. [Exeunt EDMUND, REGAN, GONERIL, Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants. Edg. Before you fight the battle, ope this letter. If you have victory, let the trumpet sound For him that brought it: wretched though I seem, I can produce a champion, that will prove What is avouched there: If you miscarry, Your business of the world hath so an end, And machination ceases. Fortune love you! Alb. Stay till I have read the letter.
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