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A Chamber in a Farm-boufe, 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 me, Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
Fool. Pr’ythee, nuncle, tell me, whether a madnian 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 son a gentleman before him.
Lear. To have a thousand with red burning spits Come hizzing 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 straight: Come, fit thou here, most learned justicer;
[To EDGAR. Thou, fapient fir, fit here. [To the Fool.]-Now, you the
foxes ! Edg. Look, where he stands and glares ! -Wanteft thou eyes at trial, madam ?
Come o'er the bourn, Belly, to me :Fool. Her boat bath a leak,
And 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 herring. Croak not, black angel; I have no food for thee.
Kent. How do you, fir? 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 fide :-You are of the commission, Sit you too..
[To KENT. Edg. Let us deal justly.
Sleepest, or wakest thou, jolly Shepherd?
Thy sheep be in the corn;
Thy sheep shall take no harm.
grey. Lear. Arraign her first ; 'tis Goneril. I here take my oath before this 'honourable assembly, she kick’ the poor king her father.
Fool. Come hither, mistress; Is your name Goneril?
Lear. And here's another, whose warp'd looks proclaim
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.
(Ahide. Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, fee, they bark at me.
Edg. Tom will throw his head at them :--Avaunt, you curs!
Be thy mouth or black or white,
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 ? - You, fir, 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.
[TO EDGAR. Kent. Now, good my lord, lie here, and rest awhile.
Lear. Make no noise, make no noise; draw the cur. tains : 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, fir; but trouble him not, his wits are gone.
Glo. Good friend, I pr’ythee take him in thy arms ;
Oppress'd nature deeps :-
[To the Fool, Glo.
Come, come, away.
ing off the king.
A Room in GLOSTER's Cafle.
Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GONERIL, EDMUND, and
Servants. Corn. Poft speedily to my lord your husband; show him this letter :—the army of France is landed :-Seek out the villain Glofter.
[Exeunt some of the Servants. Reg. Hang him inftantly. Gon. Pluck out his eyes.
Corn. Leave him to my displeasure.-Edmund, keep you our fifter company; the revenges we are bound to take upon your traitorous father, are not fit for your
be. holding. 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 fifter ;-farewell, my lord of Gloster.
Enter Steward. How now? Where's the king ?
Stew. My lord of Glofter hath convey'd him hence :
gone with him towards Dover; where they boast
mistress. Gon. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.
[Exeunt Goneril and EDMUND. Corn. Edmund, farewell.-Go, seek the traitor Glofter, Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us :
[Exeunt other Servants, Though well we may not pass upon his life