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No father his son dearer : true to tell thee,

[Storm continues.
The grief hath craz'd my wits. What a night's this!
I do beseech your grace, -

0, cry you mercy, Noble philosopher, your company.

Edg. Tom's a-cold.
Glo. In, fellow, there, to the hovel: keep thee warm.
Lear. Come, let's in all.

This way, my lord.

With him;
I will keep still with my philosopher.

Kent. Good, my lord, sooth him; let himn take the
Glo. Take him you on.

Kent. Sirrah, come on; go along with us.
Lear. Come, good Athenian.

No words, no words:
Edg. Child Rowland to the dark tower came,
His word was still,-Fie, foh, and fum,

I smell the blood of a British män. [Exeunt,

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SCENE V. A Room in Gloster's Castle.

Corn. I will have my revenge, ere I depart his house.

Edm. How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature thus gives way to loyalty, something fears me to think of.

Corn. I now perceive, it was not altogether your brother's evil disposition made him seek his death; but a provoking merit, set a-work by a reproveable badness in himself.

Edm. How malicious is my fortune, that I must repent to be just! This is the letter he spoke of, which approves him an intelligent party to the advantages of France. O heavens! that this treason were not, or not I the detector!

Corn. Go with me to the duchess.

Edm. If the matter of this paper be cerlain, you have mighty business in hand.

Corn. True, or false, it hath made thee earl of Glos

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ter. Seek out where thy father is, that be may be ready for our apprehension.

Edm. [Aside] If I find him comforting the king, it will stuft his suspicion more fully.--I will persevere in my course of loyalty, though the conflict be sore between that and iny blood.

Corn. I will lay trust upon thee; and thou shalt find a dearer father in my love.

[Exeunt. SCENE VI. A Chamber in a Farm-house adjoining the Castle. Enter Gloster, LEAR, KENT, Fool, and EDGAR.

Glo. Here is better than the open air; take it thankfully: I will piece out the comfort with what addition I can: I will not be long from you.

Kent. All the power of his wits has given way to his impatience:– The gods reward your kindness!

[Exit Gloster. Edg. Frateretto calls me; and tells ine, Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.

Fool. Pr’ythee, nuncle, tell me, whether a madman be a gentleman, or a yeoman?

Lear. A king, a king!

Fool. No; he's a yeoman, that has a gentleman to his son: for he's a mad yeoman, that sees his · gentleman before him.

Lear. To have a thousand with red burning spits Come hissing in upon them :

Edg. The foul fiend bites my back. Fool. He's mad, that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath.

Lear. It shall be done, I will arraign them straiglıt:Come, sit thou here, most learned justicer ;

[To Edgar. Thou, sapient sir, sit here. [To the Fool]-Now, you

'she foxes! Edg. Look, where he stands and glares ! Wantest thou eyes at trial, madam

on a

Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me: Fool. Her boat hath a leak,

An she must not speak Why she dares not come over to thee. Edg. The foul fiend haunts poor Tom in the voice of a nightingale. Hopdance cries in Tom's belly, for two white herrings. Croak not, black angel; I have no food for thee.

Kent. How do you, sir? Stand you not so amaz’d: Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?

Lear. I'll see their trial first :- Bring in the evidence.Thou robed man of justice, take thy place;

[To Edgar. And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity,

[To the Fool. Bench by his side :-You are of the commission, Sit you too.

[To Rent. Edg. Let us deal justly. Sleepest, or wakest thou, jolly shepherd ?

Thy sheep be in the corn;
And for one blast of thy minikin mouth,

Thy sheep shall take no harm.
Pur! the cat is grey.

Lear. Arraign her first ; 'lis Goneril, I here take my oath before this honourable assembly, she kicked the poor king her father.

Fool. Come bither, mistress; Is your name Goneril?
Lear. She cannot deny it.
Fool. Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool.
Lear. And here's another, whose warp'd looks pro-

What store her heart is made of.–Stop her there!
Arms, arms, sword, fire !-Corruption in the place!
False justicer, why hast thou let her 'scape?

Edg. Bless thy five wits!

Kent. O pity Sir, where is the patience now, That you so oft have boasted to retain?

Edg. My tears begin to take his part so much, They'll mar my counterfeiting.

[Aside. Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me.

you curs !

Edg. Tom will throw his head at them :--Avaunt,

Be thy mouth or black or white,
Tooth that poisons if it bite;
Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,
Hound, or spaniel, brach, or lym;
Or bobtail tike, or trundle-tail;
Tom will make them weep and wail :
For, with throwing thus my head,

Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled. Do de, de de. Sessa. Come, march to wakes and fairs, and market towns :-Poor Tom, thy horn is dry.

Lear. Then let them anatomize Regan; see what breeds about her heart: Is there any cause in nature, that makes these hard hearts?-Yon, sir, I entertain you for one of my hundred; only, I do not like the fashion of your garments: you will say, they are Persian attire; but let them be changed. [ņo Edgar.

Kent. Now, good, my lord, lie here, and rest awhile.

Lear. Make no noise, make no noise; draw the curlains: So, so, so: We'll go to supper i’the morning: So, so, so. Fool. And I'll go to bed at noon.

Re-enter GLOSTER. Glo. Come hither, friend: Where is the king, my

master? Kent. Here, sir; but trouble him not, his wits are gone.

Glo. Good friend, I prythee take him in thy arms; I have o'er heard a plot of death upon him : There is a litter ready; lay him in't, And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet Both welcome and protection. Take up thy inaster: If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life, With thine, and all that offer to defend him, Stand in assured loss : Take up, take up.; And follow me, that will to some provision Give thee quick conduct. Kent.

Oppress’d nature sleeps : This rest might yet bave balm'd thy broken senses,

Which, if convenience will not allow,
Stand in hard cure.-Come, help to bear thy master;
Thou must not stay behind.

[To the Fool. Glo.

Come, come, away. [Exeunt Kent, Gloster, and the Fool, bearing

of the King Edg. When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes. Who alone suffers, suffers most i'the mind; Leaving free things, and happy shows, beliind: But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip, When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship. How light and portable my pain seems now, When that, which makes me bend, makes the king bow; He childed, as I father'd !—Tom, away: Mark the high noises; and thyself bewray, When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee, In thy just proof, repeals, and reconciles thee. What will hap more to-night,, safe scape the king! Lurk, lurk.


Servants. Corn. Post speedily to my lord your husband; show him this letter :--the army of France is landed :-Seek out the villain, Gloster. [Exeunt some of the Servants.

Reg. Hang him instantly.
Gon. Pluck out his eyes.

Corn. Leave him to my displeasure.—Edmund, keep you our sister company; the revenges we are bound to take upon your traitorous father, are not fit for your beholding. Advise the duke, where you are going, to a most festinate preparation; we are bound to the like. Our posts shall be swift and intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister ;-farewell, my lord of Gloster.

Enter STEWARD. How vow? Where's the king ?

Stew. My lord of Gloster hath convey'd him hence :

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