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* Lear. Read, read, read. Glost. What! with this case of eyes? Lear. O ho! are you there with me? no eyes iu your head, nor no money in your purse 2 yet you see how this world goes. - Glost. I see it feelingly. ' Lear. What art mad? a man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thy ears: see how yon justice rails on yon simple thief.-Hark, in thine ear; shake them together, and the first that drops, be it thief or justice, is a villain.—Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? Glost. Ay, sir. Lear. And the man run from the cur; there thou might'st behold the great image of authority; a dog's obeyed in office. Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand! why dost thou lash that strumpet 2 thou hotly lust'st to enjoy her in that kind for which thou whipp'st her ; do, do; the judge, that sentenced her, has been before hand with thce. - Glost. How stiff is my vile sense, that yields not et Lear. I tell thee, the usurer hangs the coz'ner.— Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear; Robes and fur-gowns hide ail Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtiess breaks; Arm it in rags, a pigmy’s straw doth pierce it Why, there tis for thee, my friend; make much of it; It has the power to seal the accuser's lips.--Get thee glass eyes, and like a scurvy politician, seem to see the things thou dost not.—Pull, pull off my boots; hard, harder; so, so. Glost. O, matter and impertinency mix'd Reason in madness' Lear. If thou wilt weap my fortunes, take my eyes. I know thee well enough, thy name is Gioster. Thou must be patient; we came crying hitber; Thou know'st, the first time that we tasie the air, We wail and cry.—l’ll preach to thee; mark me. Eag. Break, lab'ring heart!

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Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools.- enter two KNIGHT S. I Knight. O ! here he is ; lay hand upon him.— Sir, Your dearest daughter sends-— Lear. No rescue P What, a prisoner; I am even the natural fool of fortune. Use me well, you shall have ransom. Let me have surgeons. Oh I am cut to the brains. 2. Knight. You shall have anything. Lear. No seconds? all myself? I will die bravely, like a bridegroom. What P I will be jovial; come, come ; I am a king, My masters, know you that? 1 Knight. You are a royal one, and we obey you. Lear. It was an excellent stratagem to shoe a troop of horse with felt; I’ll put it to the proof–No noise, no noise.—Now we steal upon these sons in law, and then—kill, kill, kill, kill ! - [ereunt king Lear and the knights Edg. A sight most moving in the meanest wretch, Past speaking in a king ! Glost Now, good sir, what are you? Edg. A most poor man, made tame to fortune's strokes, And prone to pity by experienced sorrows. Give me your hand. Glost. You, gentle gods, take my breath from me, And let not my ill genius tempt me more * : To die before you please.

* , enter OSWALD. Osw. A proclaim’d prize! o most happily met ! That eyeless head of thine was first framed flesh To raise my fortunes. Thou old, unhappy, traitor, The sword is out that must destroy thee. Glost. Now let thy friendly hand put strength enough to't. 9sw. Wherefore, bold peasant,

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Dar'st thou support a publish'd traitor P. hence, Lest I destroy thee too; let go his arm. Pag. Chill not let go, zir, without 'vurther 'casion. Osw. Let go, slave; or thou diest. Edg. Good gentleman, go your gate, and let poor volk pass ; and chu’d ha’ bin zwagger'd out of my life, it would not have been so long as tis by a vortnightNay, an’ thou com’st near th' old man, lost try whether your costard or my ballow be th' harder. Ows. Out, dunghill Edg. Chill pick your teeth, zir: come, no matter vor your foines. (Edgar knocks him down) Osw. Slave, thou hast slain me; oh! untimely death! (dies) Edg. I know thee well, a serviceable villain, As duteous to the vices of his mistress, " As lust could wish. " . Glost. What? is he dead P Eug. This is a letter carrier, and may have " Some papers of intelligence, that may stand , Our party in good stead to know.—What's here? o (takes a letter out of his pocket and reads it).

* > To Edmund, earl of Głoster. w Let our mutual loves be remembered: you have many opportunities to cut Albany off. If he returns the conqueror, then I am still a prisoner, and his bed my gaol; from the loathed warmth of which deliver me, and supply the place for your labor. GO N E is IL.

* A plot upon the duke her husband's life, And the exchange my brother In time and place convenient I’ll produce These letters to the sight of th’ injured duke, As best shall serve our purpose. (a march at a distance) Come, your hand; Far off methinks I hear the beaten drum: s Gome, sir, I will bestow you with a friend. [eveunt

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scene 1–a chamber—king LEAR asleep on a couch— corneli A, physician, and two knights standing by him.

Cord. His sleep is sound, and may have good effect To cure his jarring senses, and repair This breach of nature. Phys. We have employ'd the utmost power of art, And this deep rest will perfect our design. Cord. O Regan! Goneril 1 inhuman sisters 1 Had he not been your father, these white hairs Had challenged sure some pity was this a face To be exposed against the jarring winds? My enemy's dog, though he had bit me, should Have stood that night against my fire.—He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you: tisfittest. Cord. How does my royal lord? how fares your majesty P Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'th’ grave. Cord. Speak to me, sir; who am I? Lear. You are a soul in bliss; but I am bound ‘Upon a wheel of fire, which my own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; when did you die? Cord. Still, still, far wide Phys. Madam, he's scarce awake; he'll soon grow more composed. Lear. Where have I been P where am I? fair day. light? I am mightily abused; I should even die with pity To see another thus. I will not swear These are my hands. Cord. O, look upon me, sir, And hold your hand in blessing o'er me. Nay, You must not kneel.

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Alear. 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.

Cord. Nay, then farewell to patience? witness for

me,

Ye mighty pow’rs, I ne'er complain'd till now :

Lear. Methinks, I should know you, and know this

man ; Yet I am doubtful; for I’m mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor do I know Where I did sleep last night. Pray, do not mock me ; For, as I am a man, I think that lady To be my child Cordelia. Cord. O, my dear, dear father Lear. Be your tears wet? yes, faith; pray, do not weep. I know I have given thee cause, and am so humbled With crosses since, that I could ask Forgiveness of thee, were it possible That thou could'st grant it; If thou hast poison for me, I will drink it, Bless thee, and die. Cord. O, pity, sir, a bleeding heart, and cease This killing *::: Lear. Tell me, friends, where am I? Phys. In your own kingdom, sir. Lear. Do not abuse me. Phys. Be comforted, good madam : for the violence Of his distemper's past; we’ll lead him in, Nor trouble him till he is better settled. Will it please you, sir, walk into freer air? Lear. You must bear with me, I am old and foolish. Forget and forgive. (the physician leads off king Lear, followed by the two knights) Cord. The gods restore you !—(a distant marchy Hark, l hear afar

The beaten drum, Old Kent's a man of's word.

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