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SCENE IV. Before GLOSTER's Castle.
Enter LEAR, Fool, and Gentleman.
As I learn’d,
Hail to thee, noble master!
No, my lord. Fool. Ha, ha; look! he wears cruel garters! Horses are tied by the heads; dogs, and bears, by the neck ; monkeys by the loins; and men by the legs: when a man is over-lusty at legs, then he wears wooden nether stocks.
Lear. What's he, that hath so much thy place mistook To set thee here? Kent.
It is both he and she,
Lear. They durst not do't;
My lord, when at their home I did commend your highpess' letters to them, Ere I was risen from the place that show'd My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post, Stew'd in his haste, half-breathless, panting forth From Goneril his mistress, salutations; Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission, Which presently they read: on whose contents, They suinmon'd up their meiny, straight took horse; Cominanded me to follow, and attend
The leisure of their answer; gave me cold looks :
Fool. Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way.
Fathers, that wear rags,
Do make their children blind;
Shall see their children kind.
Ne'er turns the key to the poor. But, for all this, thou shalť have as many dolours for thy daughters, as thou canst tell in a year.
Lear. O, how this mother swells up toward my heart! Hysterica passio! down, thou climbing sorrow, Thy element's below!-Where is this daughter? Kent. With the earl, sir, here within. Lear.
Follow me not; Stay here.
[Exit. Gent. Made you no more offence than what you
Fool. An thou hadst been set i'the stocks for that question, thou hadst well deserved it.
Kent. Why, fool?
Fool. We'll set thee to school to an ant, to teach thee there's no labouring in the winter. All that follow their noses, are led by their eyes, but blind men; and there's not a nose among twenty, but can smell him that's stinking. Let go thy hold, when a great wheel runs down a hill, lest it break thy neck with following it; but the great one that goes up the hill, let him draw thee after. When a wise man gives thee better counsel,
give me mine again: I would have none but knaves follow it, since a fool gives it.
That, sir, which serves and seeks for gain,
And follows but for form,
And leave thee in the storm.
And let the wise man fly:
The fool no knave, perdy:
Re-enter LEAR, with GLOSTER.
My dear lord,
Lear. Vengeance! plague! death! confusion !
Glo. Well, my good lord, I have inform’d them so.
To take the indispos'd and sickly fit
[Looking on Kent.
[Exit. Lear. O me, my heart, my rising heart!—but, down.
Fool. Cry to it, nuncle, as the cockney did to the eels, when she put them i'the paste alive; she rapp'd'em o'the coxcombs with a stick, and cried, Down, wantons, down : "Twas her brother, that, in pure kindness to his horse, butter'd his hay. Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GLOSTER, and Servants. Lear. Good morrow to you
Hail to your grace!
[Kent is set at Liberty. Reg. I am glad to see your highness. Lear. Regan, I think you are; I know what reason I have to think so: if thou shouldst not be glad, I would divorce me from thy mother's tomb, Sepulch’ring an adultress.--0, are you free? [To Kent. Some other time for that.—Beloved Regan, Thy sister's naught: 0 Regan, she hath tied Sharp-tooth'd unkindness, like a vulture, here.
[Points to his Heart. I can scarce speak to thee; thou'lt not believe, Of how deprav'd a quality -O Regan!
Reg. I pray you, sir, take patience; I have hope,
Say, how is that?