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Off. Sound, trompet.
[a trumpet sounded.
Alb. Most monstrous !
Know'st thou this paper ? If any man of quality, or degree, within the lists Gon. Ask me not what I know. [erit Gono of the army, will maintain, upon Edmund; suppos
Alb. Go after her: she's desperate; govern her. ed Earl of Gloster, that he is a manifold traitor, let
(to an Officer, who goes out. him appear at the third sound of the trumpet : he Edm. Wbat you have charg'd me with, thut is bold in his defence.
have I done; Edm. Sound.
[1 trumpet. And more, much more: the time will bring is Her. Again.
[2 trumpet. 'Tis past, and so am I: But what art thou, Her. Again.
[3 trumpet. That hast this fortune on me? If thou art noble, (trumpet answers within. I do forgive thee.
Edg. Let's exchange 'charity. Enter Edgar, armed, preceded by a trumpet. I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund,
Alb. Ask him his purposes, why he appears If more, the more thou hast wrong'd me. Upon this call o'the trumpet.
My name is Edgar, and thy father's son. Her. What are you?
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Your name, your quality? and why you answer Make instruments to scourge us : This present summons ?
The dark and vicious place where thee he got, Edg. Know, my name is lost;
Cost him his eyes.
The wheel is come full circle; I am here.
Alb. Methought, thy very gait did prophesy Alb. Which is that adversary ?
A royal nobleness :-I must embrace thee;
Did hate thee, or thy father!
I know it well.
Alb. Where have you hid yourself? [ther? Thy arm may do thee justice : here is mine. How have you known the miseries of your fa. Behold, it is the privilege of mine honours,
Edg. By nursing them, my lord. --List a bries My oath, and my profession: I protest
(burst ! Maugre thy strength, youth, place, and eminence, And, when 'tis told, O, that my heart would Despite thy victor sword, and fire-new fortune, The bloody proclamation to escape, Thy valour, and thy heart,—thou art a traitor: That follow'd me so near, (O our lives' sweetness! False to thy gods, thy brother, and thy father ; That with the pain of death we'd hourly die, Conspirant 'gainst this high illustrious prince: Rather than die at once !) taught me to shift And, from the extremest upward of thy head, Into a madman's rags; to assume a semblance To the descent and dust beneath thy feet, That very dogs disdain'd: and in this habit A most toad-spotted traitor. Say thou, No, Met I my father with his bleeding rings, This sword, this arm, and my best spirits, are bent Their precious stones new lost! became his guides To prove upon thy heart, whereto I speak, Led him, begg'd for him, say'd him from despair; Thou liest.
Never (O fault !) reveal'd myself unto him, Edm. In wisdom, I should ask thy name ; Until some half-hour past, when I was arm'd, But, since thy outside looks so fair and warlike, Not sure, though hoping, of this good success, And that thy tongue some 'say of breeding breathes, I ask'd his blessing, and from first to last What safe and nicely I might well delay
Told him my pilgrimage: but his flaw'd heart, By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn: (Alack, too weak the conflict to support!) Back do I toss these treasons on thy head; 'Twixt two extremes of passion, joy and grief, With the hell-hated lie o'erwhelm thy heart; Burst smilingly. Which (for they yet glance by, and scarcely bruise,) Edm. This speech of yours hath mov'd me, This sword of mine shall give them instant way, And shall, perchance, do good: but speak you on; Where they shall rest for ever.- - Trumpets, speak, You look as you had something more to say.
(alarums. They fight. Edmund falls. Alb. If there be more, more woful, hold it in ; ATO. O save him, save bim !
For I am almost ready to dissolve,
Hearing of this.
To such as love not sorrow; but another,
And top extremity. Alb. Shut your mouth, dame,
Whilst I was big in clamour, came there a man, Or with this paper shall I stop it :-Hold, sir :- Who, having seen me in my worst estate, Thou worse than any name, read thine own evil: Shunn'd my abhorr'd society: but then, finding Nc tearing, lady; I perceive you know it. Who 'twas that so endur'd, with his strong arms
(gives the letter to Edmund. He fastend on my neck, and bellow'd out Gon. Say, if I do; the laws are mine, not thine: As he'd burst heaven; threw him on my father : who shall arraigu we fort?
Told the most piteous tale of Lear and bim,
That ever car receiv'd: which in recounting That heaven's vault should crack:40, she is gone His griet' grew puissant, and the strings of life
for ever! Began to crack: Twice then the trumpet sounded, I know when one is dead, and when one lives; And there I left him tranc'd.
She's dead as earth :-Lend me a looking-glass ; Alb. But who was this?
If that her breath will mist or stain the store, Edg. Kent, sir, the banislı'd Kent; who in dis- Why, then she lives. guise
Kent. Is this the promis'd end ? Follow'd his enemy king, and did him service Edg. Or image of that horror ? Improper for a slave.
Alb. Fall, and cease! [Enter a Gentleman, hastily, with a bloody knife. Lear. This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, Gent. Help! help! O help!
It is a chance that does redeem all sorrows Edg. What kind of help?
That ever I have felt. Aib. Speak, man.
Kent. O my good master!
(kneclir.ga Edg. What means that bloody knise ?
Lear. Pr’ythee, away. Gent. 'Tis hot, it smokes ;
Edg. 'Tis noble Kent, your friend. It came even from the heart of
Lear. A plague upon you, murderers, traitors, Alb. Who, man ? speak.
all ! Gent. Your lady, sir, your lady: and her sis. I might have sav'd her ; now she's gone for ever! By her is poison'd; she confesses it. [ter Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little. Ha !
Edm. I was contracted to them both ; all three What is't thou say'st ?-Her voice was ever soft, Now marry in an instant.
Gentle, and low; an excellent thing in woman:Alb. Prorluce their bodies, be they alive or I kill'd the slave that was a hanging thee. dead !
Oj: 'Tis true, my lords, he did. This judgment of the heavens, that makes us Lear. Did I not, fellow? tremble,
I have seen the day, with my good biting faulchiop Touches us not with pity. [exit Gentleman. I would have made them skip: I am old now, Entor Kent.
And these same crosses spoil me.—Who are you? Edg. Here comes Kent, sir.
Mine eyes are none o'the best:- I'll tell you Alb. O! it is he.
straight. The time will not allow the compliment,
Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated, Which very manners urges.
One of them we behold. Kent. I am come
Lear. This is a dull sight: Are you not Kent? To bid my king and master aye good night; Kent. The same; Is he not here?
Your servant Kent: Where is your servant Caius? Alb. Great thing of us forgot!
Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that; Speak, Edmund, where's the king? and where's He'll strike, and quickly too :-He's dead and Cordelia?
rotten. See'st thou this object, Kent?
Kent. No, my good lord; I am the very man ;(the bodies of Goneril and Regan are brought in. Lear. I'll see that straight. Kent. Alack, why thus?
Kent. That from your first of difference and Edm. Yet Edmund was belov'd :
decay, The one the other poison'd for my sake,
Have follow'd your sad steps. And after slew herself.
Lear. You are welcome hither. Alb. Even so.- Cover their faces.
Kent. Nor no man else; all's cheerless, dask, Edm. I pant for life. Some good I mean to do. and deadly.-Despite of mine own nature.—Quickly send, - Your eldest daughters have foredoom'd themselves, Be brief in it,—to the castle; for my writ And desperately are dead. Is on the life of Lear, and on Cordelia:
Lear. Ay, so I think. Nay, send in time.
Alb. He knows not what he says; and rain it Alb. Run, run, 0, run!
That we present us to him.
(is, Edg. To who, my lord ?-Who has the office ? Edg. Very bootless. Thy token of reprieve.
Enter an Officer. Edm. Well thought on; take my sword,
Off. Edmund is dead, my lord. Give it the captain.
Alb. That's but a trifle here. Alb. Haste thee, for thy life. (exit Edgar. You lords, and noble friends, know our intent.
Edm. He hath commission from thy wife and What comfort to this great decay may come, To hang Cordelia in the prison, and [me Shall be applied : For us, we will resign, To lay the blame upon her own despair,
During the life of this old majesty, That she fordid herself.
To him our absolute power :- You, to your rights; Alb. The gods defend her! Bear him hence
[to Edgar and Kent. awhile.
[Edmund is borne off. With boot, and such addition as your honours Enter Lear, with Cordelia dead in his arms; Ed Have more than merited. All friends shall tosta gar, Officer, and others.
The wages of their virtue, and all foes Lear. Howl, howl, how], howl!-0, you aro The cup of their deservings.-0, sce, see ! men of stones;
Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them so
Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life,
Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd 80 longi And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no He but usurp'd his life. more,
Alb. Bear them from hence. Our present busiNevor, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button : Thank you, sir. Is general woe. Friends of my soul, you twain Do you see this? Look on her,-look,-her lips,
[to Kent and Edg ar. T.ook there, look there!
[he dies. Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain.
Alb. The weight of this sad time we must obey; Kent. Vex not his ghost:-0, let him pass! Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. he hates him,
The oldest bath borne most : we, that are young That would upon the rack of this tough world Shall never see so much, nor live so long. Stretch him out longer.
[ereunt, with a deed march. Edg. O, he is gone, indeed.
SCENE.- Sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on the Frontiers of Mantua.
SCENE I. AN OPEN PLACE IN VERONA.
Val So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'n Enter Valentine and Proteus.
prove. Val. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus ; Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at, I am not Love Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits : Val. Love is your master, for he masters you: Were't not, affection chains thy tender days And he, that is so yoked by a fool, To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love, Methinks, should not be chronicled for wise. I rather would entreat thy company,
Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud To see the wonders of the world abroad,
The eating canker dwells, so eating love Than, living dully sluggardiz'd at home,
Inhabits in the finest wits of all. Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness. Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein, Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Even as I would, when I to love begin.
Even so by love the young and tender wit Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, Is turn'd to folly; blasting in the bud, adieu !
Losing his verdure even in the prime,
That art a votary to fond desire ?
Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd. Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, Pro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine. For I will be thy beads-man, Valentine.
Val. Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our Val. And on a love-book pray for my success.
.leave. Pro. Upon some book, I'll love, I'll pray for At Milan, let me hear from thee by letters, thee.
Of thy success in love, and what news else Val. That's on some shallow story of deep love, Betideth here, in absence of thy friend; How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont. And I likewise will visit thee with mine.
Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love, Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan! For he was more than over shoes in love.
Val. As much to you at home! and so, fare. Val. 'Tis true ; for you are over boots in love, well!
(erit. And yet you never swom the Hellespont.
Pro. He after honour hunts, I after love : Pro. Over the boots ? nay, give me not the boots He leaves his friends, to dignify them more; Val. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not. I leave myself, my friends, and all, for love. Pro. What?
Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphos'd me: Val. To be
[looks, Made me neglect my studies, lose my time, In love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy War with good counsel, set the world at nought; With heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth, Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights :
thought. If haply won, perhaps, a hapless gain;
Enter Speed. If lost, why then a grievous labour won;
Speed. Sir Proteus, save you : saw you my However, but a folly bought with wit,
[Milan. Or else a wit by folly vanquished.
Pro. But now he parted hence, to enabark for I'ro. So, by your circumstance, you call me fool. Speed. Twenty to one then, he is shipp'd already;
Aud I have played the sheep, in losing him. Pro. Well, sir, here is for your pains: what
[her. An if the shepherd be awhile away.
Speed. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win Speed. You conclude that my master is a shep- Pro. Why? could'st thou perceive so much herd then, and I a sheep?
from her ? Pro. I do.
Speed. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from Speed. Why then my borns are his horns, her: no, not so much as a ducat for delivering whether I wake or sleep.
your letter; and being so hard to me that brought Pro. A silly answer; and fitting well a sheep. your mind, I fear, she'll prove as hard to you in Speed. This proves me still a sheep.
telling her mind. Give her no token but stones, Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd. for she's as hard as steel. Speed. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance. Pro. What, said she nothing
Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by an- Speed. No, not so much as—take this for thy other.
pains. To testify your bounty, I thank you, you Speed. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not have testern'd me; in requital whereof, henceforth the sheep the shepherd; but I seek my master, carry your letters yourself: and so, sir, I'll comand my master seeks not me: therefore, I am no mend you to my master. sheep.
Pro. Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from
Speed. Such another proof will make me cry baa. Receiving them from such a worthless post.
[ereunt. to Julia ?
SCENE II. THE SAME. GARDEN OF JULIA's House. Speed. Ay, sir : I, a lost mutton, gave your
Enter Julia and Lucetta. letter to her, a laced mutton; and she, a laced Jul. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone, mutton, gave me, a lost mutton, nothing for my Would'st thou then counsel me to fall in love ? labour.
Luc. Ay, madam; so you stumble not unheed. Pro. Here's too small a pasture for such a store Jul. of all the fair resort of gentlemen, [fully. of muttons.
That every day with parle encounter me, Speed. If the ground be overcharged, you were In thy opinion, which is worthiest love? best stick her.
Luc. Please you, repeat their names, I'll show Pro. Nay, in that you are astray; 'twere best According to my shallow simple skill. (my mind, pound you.
Jul. What think'st thou of the fair Sir EglaSpeed. Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve mour? me for carrying your letter.
Luc. As of a knight well-spoken, neat and fine, Pro. You mistake; I mean the pound, a pin-But, were I you, he never should be mine. fold.
Jul. What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio? Speed. From a pound to a pin? fold it over Luc. Well, of his wealth ; but of himself, so, so.
Jul. What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus ? •Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to Luc. Lord, lord ! to see what folly reigns in us! your lover.
Jul. How now! what means this passion at Pro. But what said she ? did she nod ?
[Speed nods. Luc. Pardon, dear madam; 'tis a passing shame, Speed. I.
That I, unworthy body as I am,
Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen.
if she did nod; and I say, I. Luc. Then thus,-of many good I think him Pro. And that set together, is--noddy.
Jul. Your reason ?
[best. Speed. Now you have taken the pains to set it Luc. I have no other but a woman's reason ; together, take it for your pains.
I think him so, because I think him so. (on bim? Pro. No, no, you shall have it for bearing the Jul. And would'st thou have me cast my love letter.
Luc. Ay, if you thought your love not cảst Speed. Well, I perceive, I must be fain to bear away.
Jul. Why, be of all the rest hath never mov'd Pro. Why, sir, how do you bear with me? Luc. Yet he of all the rest, I think, best loves Speed. Marry, sir, the letter very orderly;
[small. having nothing but the word, noddy, for my pains. Jul. His little speaking shows his love but
Pro. Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. Luc. Fire, that is closest kept, burns most of
Jul. They do not love, that do not show their Pro. Come, come, open the matter in brief: Luc. O, they love least, that let men know their what said she ?
Jul. I would, I knew his mind. [love. Speed. Open your purse, that the money, and Luc. Peruse this paper, madam. the matter, may be both at once delivered. Jul. To Julia, Say, from whom?