"this extremity of the skies." "Is man no more than this?" "Consider him well." "Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool..." "The cat no perfume." "There's three of us are sophisticated!" "Thou art the... thing itself!" "Unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked... animal as thou art." "Off, off, you lendings!" "Unbutton here." "Prithee, nuncle, be contented!" "'Tis a naughty night to swim in!" "Look!" "There comes a fire walking." "Who's there?" "This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet." "Aroint thee, witch, aroint thee!" " What is't you seek?" " What are you there?" "Your names?" "Poor Tom, who eats the swimming frog, the toad, the tadpole, the wall-newt and the water." "What, hath your grace no better company?" "The prince of darkness is a gentleman." "Modo he's called, and Mahu." "Our flesh and blood, my lord, is grown so vile that it doth hate what gets it." "Poor Tom's a-cold." "Go in with me." "My duty cannot suffer to obey in all your daughters' hard commands." "Though their injunction be to bar my doors, yet have I ventured to come and seek you out, and bring you where both fire and food is ready." "First let me speak a word with this philosopher." "What is the cause... of thunder?" "Good my lord, take his offer, go into the house." "I'll speak a word with this same learned Theban." "What is your study?" "How to prevent the fiend, and to kill vermin." "Let me ask you one word... in private." "His wits begin to unsettle." "Canst thou blame him?" "His daughters seek his death." "I tell you, friend, I am almost mad myself." "I had a son, now outlawed from my blood." "He sought my life, but lately, very late." "I loved him, friend, no father his son dearer." "True to tell thee, the grief hath crazed my wits." "What a night's this!" "I do beseech your grace!" "I cry you mercy, sir." "Good philosopher, your company." "Tom's a-cold." "In, fellow, there, into the hovel." "Keep thee warm." " Come, let's in all." " This way, my lord." "With him!" "I will keep still with my philosopher." " Good my lord, soothe him." " Take him you on." "Sirrah, come on." "Go along with us." "Come, good Athenian." "No words, no words!" "Hush!" "Child Rowland to the dark tower came." "His word was still "Fie, foh, fum, I smell the blood of a British man."" "I will have my revenge ere I depart his house." "This is the paper 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!" "How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature thus gives way to loyalty, something fears me to think of." "If the matter of this paper be certain, you have mighty business in hand." "True or false, it hath made thee Earl of Gloucester." "Seek out where thy father is, that he may be ready for our apprehension." "I will persever in my course of loyalty, though the conflict be sore between that and my blood." "I will lay trust upon thee." "Thou shalt find a dearer father in my love." "Here is better than the open air." "Take it thankfully." "Frateretto calls me, and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness." "I will piece out the comfort with what addition I can." " I will not be long from you." " The gods reward your kindness!" "Prithee, nuncle..." "prithee." "Tell me whether a madman be a yeoman or a gentleman?" "A king, a king!" "No!" "He's a yeoman with a gentleman to his son." "To have a thousand with red burning spits come hissing in upon 'em!" "It shall be done." "I will arraign them straight." "Come, sit thou here, most learned justicer." "Thou, sapient sir, sit there." " Now, you she-foxes!" " Look, where she stands and glares!" "Want'st thou eyes at trial, madam?" "# Come o'er the burn Bessy come, to me" "# Come o'er the burn Bessy, to me #" "# And she must not speak" "# Why she dare not come over burn to thee #" "Hoppendance cries in Tom's belly for two white herring." "Croak not, black angel!" "I have no food for thee." " How do you, sir?" " Stand you not so amazed." "Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?" "I'll see their trial first." "You are o' the commission." "Sit you too." "Let us deal justly." "Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?" " Pur, the cat is grey." " Arraign her first. 'Tis Goneril!" "I here take my oath before this honourable assembly." "She kicked the poor King her father." "Come hither, mistress." "Is your name Goneril?" "She cannot deny it." "Cry you mercy." "I took you for a joint-stool." "Here's another, whose warped looks proclaim what stone her heart is made of." "Stop her!" "There!" "Sword, fire!" "Corruption in the place!" "Thou false justicer, why didst thou let her escape?" "Bless thy five wits!" "O pity!" "Sir, where is the patience now that thou so oft have boasted to retain?" "The little dogs and all?" "Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart?" " See, they bark at me." " Tom will throw his head at them." "Avaunt, you curs!" "Poor Tom, thy horn is dry." "Then anatomize Regan, see what breeds about her heart." "Is there any cause in nature that makes these... hard... hearts?" "You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred." "I do not like the fashion of your garments." "You will say they are Persian attire, but let them be changed." "Now, good my lord, lie down and rest awhile." "Make no noise." "Make no noise." "Will you draw the curtains?" "So..." "So." "I'll go to supper in the morning." "And I'll go to bed at noon." " Where is the King my master?" " Here, sir." "Good friend, I prithee, take him in your arms." "Trouble him not." "His wits are gone." "I have o'erheard 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 master." "Oppressed nature sleeps." "This rest might yet have balmed thy broken sinews, which, if convenience will not allow, stand in hard cure." "Come, come!" "Help to bear thy master." "Thou must not stay behind." "Who alone suffers, suffers most i' the mind." "How light and portable my pain seems now, when that which makes me bend makes the King bow." "What more will hap tonight, safe 'scape the King?" "Lurk, lurk." "Come!" "Come away." "Agh!" "This is a brave night to cool a courtesan." "I'll speak a prophecy ere I go." "When priests are more in word than matter, when brewers mar their malt with water, when nobles are their tailors' tutors, no heretics burned, but wenches' suitors, then shall the realm of Albion come to great confusion." "When every case in law is right, no squire in debt nor no poor knight, when usurers share their gold i' the field, and bawds and whores do churches build, then comes the time, who lives to see't," "that going shall be used with feet..." "Agh!" "The army of France has landed." "How now, where's the King?" "My lord of Gloucester hath convey'd him hence." "Some five or six and thirty of his knights are gone with him towards Dover, where they boast to have well-armed friends." "Where is that traitor Gloucester?" "Pinion him like a thief!" "Hang him instantly!" "Post speedily to my lord your husband." "Show him this letter." "Edmund, keep you our sister company." "The revenges we are bound to take upon your traitorous father are not fit for your beholding." "Farewell, dear sister." "Farewell, my lord of Gloucester." " Farewell, sweet lord, and sister." " Get horses for your mistress." "Edmund, farewell." "Who's there?" "The traitor!" "Ingrateful fox!" " 'Tis he!" " Bind fast his corky arms." "What means your graces?" "Good my friends, consider..." " Bind him, I say." " Hard." "Hard!" "O filthy traitor!" "Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none." "To this chair bind him." "Villain, thou shalt find." "By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done to pluck me by the beard." "So white... and such a traitor!" "Naughty lady, these hairs which thou dost ravish from my chin will quicken, and accuse thee." " What will you do?" " Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?" "Be simple answered, for we know the truth." "And what confederacy have you with the traitors late footed in the kingdom?" "To whose hands have you sent the lunatic King?" "Speak!" "I have a letter guessingly set down, that came from one that's of a neutral heart, not from one opposed." "Cunning." "And false." " Where hast thou sent the King?" " To Dover." "Wherefore to Dover?" "Wast thou not charged at peril?" " Wherefore to Dover?" "Let him answer that." " I am tied to the stake." "I must stand the..." "Wherefore to Dover?" "Because I would not see thy cruel nails pluck out his dear old eyes, nor thy fierce sister in his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs." "But I shall see the winged vengeance o'ertake such children." "See't shalt thou never." "Fellows, hold the chair." "Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot." " One side will mock another, the other too." " If you see Vengeance..." "No!" "Hold your hand, my lord!" "I have served you ever since I was a child, but better service have I never done you than now to bid you hold." "How now, you dog!" "If you did wear a beard upon your chin I would shake it on this quarrel." " What do you mean?" " My villain!" "Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger." "A peasant stand up thus!" "My lord, you have one eye left to see some mischief..." "Lest it see more, prevent it." "Out, vile jelly!" " Where is thy lustre now?" " All dark and comfortless." "Where is my son Edmund?" "Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature to quit this horrid act." "Out, treacherous villain!" "Thou call'st on him that hates thee." "It was he that made the overture of thy treasons to us, who is too good to pity thee." "O my follies!" "Then Edgar was abused." "Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell his way to Dover." " How is't, my lord?" "My lord, how look you?" " I have received a wound." "Turn out that eyeless villain!" "Throw that slave on the dunghill!" "I bleed apace." "Untimely comes this hurt." "Give me your arm." "Let's follow the old earl, and get the Bedlam to lead him where he would." "Go thou." "I'll fetch some flax and whites of eggs to apply to his bleeding face." "Now, heaven, help him!" "The lamentable change is from the best." "The worst returns to laughter." " But who comes here?" " O, my good lord, we have been your tenants and your father's tenants these fourscore years." "Away!" "Get thee away!" "Good friend, be gone." "Thy comfort can do me no good at all." "Thee they may hurt." "You cannot see your way." "I have no way, and therefore want no eyes." "I stumbled when I saw." "O dear son Edgar, might I but live to see thee in my touch," "I'd say I had eyes again." "World, world, oh, world!" "That thy strange mutations make us hate thee, life would not yield to age!" "How now?" "Who's there?" "'Tis poor mad Tom." "Fellow, where goest?" " Is it the beggar-man?" " Ay, madman and beggar too." "He has some reason, else he could not beg." "In the last night's storm I such a fellow saw which made me think a man a worm." "My son came then into my mind." "As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods." "They kill us for their sport." " Bless thee, master!" " Is that the naked fellow?" " Ay, my lord." " Then, prithee get thee away." "If for my sake thou shouldst o'ertake us hence a mile or twain on the road toward Dover, do it for ancient love, and bring some covering for this naked soul, who I'll entreat to lead me." "Alack, sir, he is mad." "'Tis the time's plague when madmen lead the blind." "I'll bring him the best 'parel that I have." "Come on't what will." "Sirrah!" " Naked fellow!" " Poor Tom's a-cold." "Bless thy sweet eyes..." "they bleed." "Knowest thou the way to Dover?" "Both stile and gate, horse-way and foot-path." " Here..." " So bless thee, master!" "Here, take this purse." "That I am wretched makes thee the happier." "Heavens, deal so still!" "Let the superfluous and lust-dieted man that slaves your ordinance, that will not see because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly!" "So distribution should undo excess and each man have enough." " Dost thou know Dover?" " Ay, master." "There is a cliff whose high and bending head looks fearfully in the confined deep." "Bring me but to the very brim of it." "From that place I shall no leading need." "Give me thy arm." "Poor Tom shall lead thee." "Five fiends have been in poor Tom at once:" "as Obidicut, Hobbididence, Mahu, Modo..." "Welcome, my lord." "I marvel our mild husband not met us on the way." " Now, where's your master?" " Madam, within, but never man so changed." "I told him of the army that was landed." "He smiled at it." "I told him you were coming." "His answer was, "'The worse."" "Of Gloucester's treachery, and of the loyal service of his son, when I informed him, then he called me sot and told me I had turn'd the wrong side out." "Then shall you go no further." "It is the cowish terror of his spirit that dares not undertake." "He'll not feel wrongs which tie him to an answer." "Our wishes on the way may prove effects." "Back, Edmund, to my brother." "Hasten his musters and conduct his powers." "This trusty servant shall pass between us." "Ere long you are like to hear, if you dare venture in your own behalf, a mistress' command." "Wear this." "Spare speech." "Decline your head." "This kiss, if it durst speak, would stretch thy spirits up into the air." " Conceive, and fare thee well." " Yours in the ranks of death." "My most dear Gloucester!" "O, the difference of man and a man!" "To thee a woman's services are due." "A fool usurps my body." " Madam, here comes my lord." " I have been worth the whistling." "O Goneril, you are not worth the dust which the rude wind blows in your face." " I fear your disposition." " No more." "The text is foolish." "What have you done?" "Tigers, not daughters, what have you performed?" "A father, and a gracious aged man, most barbarous, most degenerate, have you madded." "If that the heavens do not their visible spirits send quickly down to tame these vile offences, it will come." "Humanity must perforce prey on itself like monsters of the deep." "Milk-livered man, that bears a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs!" "Where's thy drum?" "France spreads his banners in our noiseless land, whilst thou, a moral fool, sits still and cries, "Alack, why does he so?"" "See thyself, devil!" "Proper deformity seems not in the fiend so horrid as in woman." " O vain fool!" " Thou changed, self-covered thing!" "Were't my fitness to let these hands obey my blood, they are apt enough to dislocate and tear thy flesh and bones." "Marry, thy manhood!" "Mew!" " What news?" " My good lord, the Duke of Cornwall's dead, slain by his servant, going to put out the other eye of Gloucester." " Gloucester's eyes?" " A servant that he bred, bending his sword to his great master who, thereat enraged, flew on him, and amongst us felled him dead, but not without that harmful stroke, which since hath plucked him after." "This shows you are above, you justicers, that these our nether crimes so speedily can venge!" "But..." "O poor Gloucester!" "Lost he his other eye?" "Both, both, my lord." "This letter, madam, craves a speedy answer." "'Tis from your sister." "One way I like this well." "But being widowed, and my Gloucester with her, may all the building in my fancy pluck upon my hateful life." "Another way, the news is not so tart." "I'll read, and answer." "Where was his son when they did take his eyes?" " Come with thy lady hither." " He is not here." " No, my good lord." "I met him back again." " Knows he the wickedness?" "Ay, my good lord." "'Twas he informed against him, and quit the house on purpose, that their punishment might have the freer course." "Come hither, friend." "Tell me what more thou know'st." "Alack... 'tis he!" "Why, he was met even now as mad as the vexed sea, singing aloud, crowned with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds, with hardokes, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow in our sustaining corn." "What can man's wisdom in the restoring his bereaved sense?" "There is means, madam." "Our foster-nurse of nature is repose, the which he lacks." "A century send forth." "Search every acre of the high-grown field, and bring him to our eye." " But are my brother's powers set forth?" " Ay, madam." " Himself in person there?" " Madam, with much ado." "Your sister is the better soldier." " Lord Edmund spake not with your lord at home?" " No, madam." "What might import my sister's letter to him?" " I know not, lady." " Faith, he is posted hence on serious matter." "It was great ignorance, Gloucester's eyes being out, to let him live." "Where he arrives he moves all hearts against us." "Edmund, I think, is gone, in pity of his misery, to dispatch his nighted life." "I must needs after him, madam, with my letter." "Why should she write to Edmund?" "Might not you transport her purposes by word?" "Belike some things, I know not what." "I'll love thee..." " Much..." "Let me unseal the letter." " Madam, I had rather..." "I know your lady does not love her husband." "I am sure of that." "I know you are of her bosom." " I, madam?" " I speak in understanding." "Y'are, I know't." "Therefore I do advise you, take this note." "My lord is dead." "Edmund and I have... talked, and more convenient is he for my hand than for your lady's." "And so, fare you well." "If you do chance to hear of that blind traitor, preferment falls on him that cuts him off." "Would I could meet him, madam!" " I should show what party I do follow." " Fare thee well." "When shall I come to the top of that same hill?" "You do climb up it now." "Look how we labour." " Methinks the ground is even." " Horrible steep." " Hark, do you hear the sea?" " No, truly." "Why, then, your other senses grow imperfect by your eyes' anguish." " So may it be, indeed." " Come on, sir." "Here's the place." "Stand still." "How fearful and dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low!" "The crows and choughs that wing the midway air show scarce so gross as beetles." "Half way down hangs... one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!" "Methinks he seems no bigger than his head." "The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, appear like mice." "And yon tall anchoring bark, diminished to her cock, her cock, a buoy almost too small for sight." "The murmuring surge, that on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes," "cannot be heard so high." "Set me where you stand." "Give me your hand." "You are now within a foot of the extreme verge." "Here, my friend, is a jewel well worth a poor man's taking." "Go thou farther off." "Bid me farewell and let me hear thee going." " Now fare ye well, good sir." " With all my heart." "Why I do trifle thus with his despair is done to cure it." "O you mighty gods!" "This world I do renounce, and in your sights shake patiently my great affliction off." "If I could bear it longer and not fall to quarrel with thy great opposeless wills, my snuff and loathed part of nature should burn itself out." "If Edgar live, O bless him!" "Now, fellow, fare thee well." "Gone, sir." "Farewell." "Ho, you sir!" "Friend!" "Hear you, sir?" "Speak!" "Yet he revives." " What are you, sir?" " Away, and let me die." "Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, feathers, air, so many fathoms down precipitating, thou'dst shivered like an egg." "Ten masts at each make not the altitude which thou hast perpendicularly fell." "Thy life's a miracle." " Speak yet again." " Yet have I fallen or no?" "From the dread summit of this chalky bourn." " Do but look up." " Alack, I have no eyes." "Is wretchedness deprived that benefit, to end itself by death?" "Up." "So." "How is't?" "Feel you your legs?" "You stand." " Too well, too well." " This is above all strangeness." "Upon the crown o' the cliff, what thing was that which parted from you?" " A poor unfortunate beggar." " As I stood here below, methought his eyes were two full moons." "He had a thousand noses, horns welked and waved like the enridged sea." "It was some fiend." "Therefore, thou happy father, think that the clearest gods, who make them honours of men's impossibilities, have here preserved thee." "I do remember now." "Henceforth I'll bear affliction till it do cry out itself, "Enough, enough," and die." "They cannot touch me for coining." "I am the King himself." "Nature's above art in that respect." "There's your press money." "That fellow handles his bow like a crow-keeper." "Draw me a clothier's yard!" "No... no..." "A mouse!" "Peace... peace." "This piece of toasted cheese will do't." "There's my gauntlet." "I'll prove it on a giant." "O, well flown, bird!" "In the clout, in the clout!" " Hewgh!" "Give the word." " Sweet marjoram?" " Pass." " I know that voice." "Goneril, with a white beard!" "They flattered me like a dog." "To say "ay" and "no" to every thing I said!" "When the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter, and the thunder would not peace at my bidding, there I found 'em, there I smelt them out." "Go to, they are not men of their words." "They told me I was everything." "'Tis a lie." "I am not ague-proof." "The trick of that voice I well remember." "Is't not the King?" "Ay, every inch a king." "When I do stare, see how the subject quakes." "I pardon that man's life." "What was thy cause?" "Adultery?" "Thou shalt not die." "Die for adultery?" "No." "The wren goes to't, the small gilded fly does lecher in my sight." "Let copulation thrive, for Gloucester's bastard son was kinder to his father than my daughters got between the lawful sheets." "To't, luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers." "Behold yond simpering dame... that minces virtue, shakes the head to hear of pleasure's name." "The fitchew, nor the soiled horse goes to't with a more riotous appetite." "But to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath... is all the fiends'." "There's hell, there's darkness, there's the sulphurous pit, there's burning, scalding..." "consummation!" "Fie, fie, fie!" "Pah..." "Pah!" "Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary." "Sweeten my imagination." "There's money for ye." " O, let me kiss that hand!" " Let me wipe it first." "It smells of mortality." "O ruined piece of nature!" "This great world will so wear out to naught." " Dost thou know me?" " I remember thine eyes well enough." "Dost thou squiny at me?" "Read thou this challenge you." "Mark but the penning of it." "Were all the letters suns, I could not see." " Read." " What, with the case of eyes?" "O, ho, are you there with me now?" "No eyes in your head, nor no money in your purse?" "Your eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light." " Yet you see how this world goes." " I see it feelingly." "What, art mad?" "A man may see how this world goes with no eyes." "Look with your ears, see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief." "Hark, in thine ear." "Change places and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?" "Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar?" " Ay, sir." " And the creature run from the cur?" "There thou mightst behold the great image of authority, a dog's obeyed in office." "Through tattered clothes small vices do appear." "Robes and furred gowns hide all." "None does offend." "None, I said, none!" "Take that of me, my friend, that have the power to seal the accusers' lips." "Get thee glass eyes." "And like a scurvy politician seem to see the things thou dost not." "Now, now!" "Now, now!" "Pull off my boots." "Harder, harder!" "So." "I know thee well enough." "Thy name is Gloucester." "Thou must be patient." "We came crying hither." "Thou knowest the first time we smell the air, we wawl and cry." "I will preach to thee." "Mark!" "Alack, alack the day!" "When we are born... we cry... that we are come to this great stage of fools." "This is a good block." "It were a delicate stratagem to shoe a troop of horse with felt." "I'll put't in proof." "When I have stolen upon these sons-in-laws, then..." "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" " Kill!" " Ah, here he is." "Lay hand upon him." "Sir, your most dear daughter..." "No rescue?" "Am I a prisoner?" "Use me well." "You shall have ransom." "Let me have surgeons." "I am cut to the brains." " You shall have any thing." " No seconds?" "All myself?" "I will die bravely." "Like a smug bridegroom." "I will be jovial." "I am a king, my masters, know you that?" "You are a royal one." "We obey you." "Then there's life in't." "And you get it, you shall get it by running!" " Do you hear aught, sir, of a battle toward?" " Most sure and certain." "But, by your favour, how near's the other army?" " Near and on speedy foot." " I thank you, sir." "That's all." "You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from me." "Let not my worser spirit tempt me again to die before you please!" "Well pray you, father." "I'll lead you to some biding." "Oh, hearty thanks!" "The bounty and the benison of heaven!" "A proclaimed prize!" "Most happy!" "Thou old, unhappy traitor, briefly thyself remember." "The weapon is out that must destroy thee." "Now let thy friendly hand put strength enough to't." "Wherefore, bold peasant, darest thou support a published traitor?" " Away!" "Let go his arm." " 'Chill not let go without further 'cagion." "Let go, slave... or thou diest!" "Nay!" "You come not near the old man." "Keep out, che vor ye, or I 'ce try whether your costard or my ballow be the harder." " 'Chill be plain with you." " Out, dunghill!" "'Chill pick your teeth, sir, no matter for your foins!" "Slave, thou hast slain me." "Villain..." "Take my purse." "If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body and give the letters which thou find'st about me to Edmund, Earl of Gloucester." "O, untimely death!" "Death..." " A serviceable villain." " What, is he dead?" "He's dead." "I am only sorry he had no other deathsman." "Let us see." ""Edmund," ""Let our reciprocal vows be remembered." "You have many opportunities to cut him off." ""There is nothing done, if he return the conqueror." "Then am I the prisoner," ""and his bed my gaol," ""from the loathed warmth whereof deliver me and supply the place for your labour." ""Your wife, so I would say, Goneril."" "A plot upon her virtuous husband's life... and the exchange... my brother!" "The King is mad." "How stiff is my vile sense that I stand up and have ingenious feelings of my huge sorrows!" "Better I were distract." "So should my thoughts be severed from my griefs." "Give me thy hand." "Come, father." "O thou good Kent, how shall I live and work to match thy goodness?" "My life will be too short and every measure fail me." "To be acknowledged, madam, is o'er-paid." " These weeds are memories of worser hours." " Yet to be known shortens my made intent." "My boon I make it, that you know me not till time and I think meet." "Then be't so, my good lord." "So please your majesty, that we may wake the King?" "He hath slept long." "Be govern'd by your knowledge, and proceed." "Is he array'd?" "Ay, madam." "In the heaviness of sleep we put fresh garments on him." "Be by, good madam, when we do awake him." "Please you, draw near." "Come the music there!" "O my dear father!" "Let this kiss repair those violent harms that my two sisters have in thy reverence made!" "Kind and dear princess!" "Had you not been their father, these white flakes did challenge pity of them." "Was this a face to be opposed against the jarring winds?" "Mine enemy's dog, though he hath bit me, should have stood that night against my fire." "He wakes!" "Speak to him." "Madam, do you. 'Tis fittest." "How does my royal lord?" "How fares your majesty?" "You do me wrong to take me out o'the grave." "Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like molten lead." " Sir..." " Hmm?" "Do you know me?" "You are a spirit, I know." "Where did you die?" " Still, still far wide!" " He's scarce awake." "Let him alone awhile." "Where have I been?" "Where am I?" "Fair daylight?" "I am mightily abused." "I know not what to say." "I will not swear these are my hands." "Let's see." "I felt that pin-prick." "I would I were assured of my condition." "O look upon me, sir, and raise your hands in benediction o'er me." "No, sir, you must not kneel." "I pray you, do not mock me." "I am a very foolish, fond old man, fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less, and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind." "Methinks I should know you, and know this man, but I am doubtful, and I am mainly ignorant of what place this is." "And all the skill I have remembers not these garments." "Do not laugh at me, for, as I am a man," "I think this lady to be my child Cordelia." "And so I am, I am." "Be your tears wet?" "Yes, faith!" "I pray you, weep not." "I know you do not love me, for your sisters have, as I remember, done me wrong." "You have some cause." "They have none." "No cause, no cause." " Am I in France?" " In your own kingdom, sir." " Do not abuse me." " Be comforted, good madam." "The great rage, you see, is killed in him." "Desire him to go in." "Will't please your highness walk?" "You must bear with me." "I pray you now, forget... and forgive." "I am old and foolish." "'Tis time to look about." "The powers of the kingdom approach apace." "The arbitrement is like to be bloody." "Fare you well, sir." "My point and period will be throughly wrought, or well or ill, as this day's battle's fought." "Know of the Duke if his last purpose hold?" "He's full of alteration and self-reproving." "Bring his constant pleasure." " Our sister's man is certainly miscarried." " 'Tis to be doubted, madam." "Now... sweet lord, you know the goodness I intend upon you." "Tell me but truly, but then speak the truth." " Do you not love my sister?" " In honoured love." "But have you never found my brother's way to the forfended place?" "That thought abuses you." "I am doubtful that you have been conjunct and bosomed with her, as far as we call hers." "No, by mine honour, madam." "I never shall endure her." "Dear my lord... be not familiar with her." "Fear not." "I had rather lose the battle than that sister should loosen him and me." "Our very loving sister, well be-met." "Sir." "This I heard." "The King is come to his daughter, with others whom the rigour of our state forced to cry out." "Where I could not be honest, I never yet was valiant." "For this business, it touches us as France invades our land, not bolds the King, with others, whom, I fear, most just and heavy causes make oppose." "Sir, you speak nobly." " Why is this reasoned?" " Combine together 'gainst the enemy." "For these domestic and particular broils are not the question here." "Let's then determine with the ancient of war on our proceeding." "I shall attend you presently at your tent." "Sister, you'll go with us." "No." "'Tis most convenient." "Pray go with us." "I know the riddle." "I will go." "If e'er your grace had speech with one so poor, hear me one word." "I'll overtake you." "Speak." "Before you fight the battle, ope this letter." "If you have victory, let the trumpet sound for him that brought it." "Wretched though I seem," "I can produce a champion that will prove what is avouched here." " Fortune love you." " Stay till I have read the letter." "I was forbid it." "When time shall serve, let but the herald cry and I'll appear again." "Why, fare you well." "I will o'erlook thy paper." " Your haste is urged upon you." " We will greet the time." "To both these sisters have I sworn my love, each jealous of the other, as the stung are of the adder." "Which of them shall I take?" "Both?" "One?" "Or neither?" "Neither can be enjoyed if both remain alive." "Now, we'll use his countenance for the battle, which being done, let her who would be rid of him devise his speedy taking off." "As for the mercy which he intends to Lear and to Cordelia, the battle done and they within our power, shall never see his pardon." "Here, father, take the shadow of this tree for your good host." "If ever I return, I will bring you comfort." "Grace go with you, sir!" "Pray that the right may thrive." "Away, old man!" "Give me thy hand." "Away!" "King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta'en." " Give me thy hand." "Come on." " No farther, sir." "A man may rot even here." "What, in ill thoughts again?" "Men must endure their going hence... even as their coming hither." "Ripeness is all." "Give me thy hand, come on!" "That's true too." "Good guard, until their greater pleasures first be known that are to censure them." "We are not the first who with best meaning, have incurred the worst." "For thee, oppressed King, I am cast down." "Myself could else out-frown false Fortune's frown." "Shall we not see these daughters and these sisters?" "No, no, no, no!" "Come, let's away to prison." "We two alone shall sing like birds i' the cage." "And when you ask me blessing" "I'll kneel down and ask of you forgiveness." "And so we'll live, and pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues talk of court news, and we'll talk with them too." "Who loses and who wins, who's in, who's out, and take upon us the mystery of things as if we were God's spies." "Take them away." "Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, the gods themselves throw incense." "Have I caught thee?" "He that parts us, bring a brand from heaven and fire us hence like foxes." "Wipe thine eyes." "Come." "Come hither, captain." "Hark." "Take thou this note." "Go follow them to the prison." "One step have I advanced thee." "If thou dost as this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way to noble fortunes." "To be tender-minded does not become a sword." "I'll do't, my lord." "I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats." "If it be man's work, I'll do't." "Sir, you have shown today your valiant strain, and Fortune led you well." "You have the captives who were the opposites of this day's strife." "I do require them of you." "I thought it fit to send the old and miserable King to some retention and appointed guard." "With him I sent the Queen and they are ready tomorrow or at further space to appear where you shall hold your session." "Sir, by your patience," "I hold you but a subject of this war, not as a brother." "That's as we list to grace him." "Methinks our pleasure might have been demanded ere you had spoke so far." "He led our powers, bore the commission of my place and person, the which immediacy may well stand up and call itself your brother." "Not so hot!" "In his own grace he doth exalt himself more than in your addition." "In my rights, by me invested, he compeers the best." "That were the most were he to husband you." "Jesters do oft prove prophets." "Holla, holla!" "That eye that told you so looked but asquint." "Lady..." "I am not well, else I should answer from a full-flowing stomach." "General, take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony." "Dispose of them, of me." "The walls are thine." "Witness the world that I create thee here my lord and master." " Mean you to enjoy him?" " The let-alone lies not in your good will." " Nor in thine, lord." " Half-blooded fellow, yes." "Let the drum strike, and prove my title thine." "Stay yet, hear reason." "Edmund, I arrest thee on capital treason, and, in thine attaint, this gilded serpent." "For your claim, fair sister," "I bar it in the interest of my wife." "'Tis she is sub-contracted to this lord." "If you will marry, make your loves to me." "My lady is bespoke." "An interlude!" "Thou art arm'd, Gloucester." "Let the trumpet sound." "If none appear to prove upon thy person thy heinous, manifest, and many treasons," "I will myself approve it." " Sick..." " If not, I'll ne'er trust medicine." "What in the world he is that names me traitor, villain-like he lies." "Call by the trumpet." "He that dares approach, on you, on him?" "Who not?" " I will maintain my truth and honour firmly." " A herald!" " My sickness grows upon me." " She is not well." "Convey her to my tent." "Come hither, herald." "Let the trumpet sound, and read out this." ""If any man of quality or degree within the lists of the army" ""will maintain upon Edmund, supposed Earl of Gloucester," ""that he is a manifold traitor," ""let him appear by the third sound of the trumpet."" "Again!" "Again!" "Ask him his purposes, why he appears upon this call o' the trumpet." "What are you?" "Your name, your quality, and why you answer this present summons?" "Know, my name is lost, by treason's tooth bare-gnawn and canker-bit." "Yet am I noble as the adversary I come to cope." "Which is that adversary?" "What's he that speaks for Edmund, Earl of Gloucester?" "Himself." "What sayest thou to him?" "Thou art a traitor... false to thy gods, thy brother, and thy father." "Say thou "no", thou liest." "Back do I toss these treasons to thy head." "This sword of mine shall give them instant way where they shall rest for ever." "Trumpets, speak!" "No!" "This is practise, Gloucester." "By the laws of war thou wast not bound to answer an unknown opposite." "Thou art not vanquished, but cozen'd and beguiled." "Thou, worse than any name, read thine own evil." "No tearing, lady!" "I perceive you know it." "What, if I do?" "The laws are mine, not thine." "Who can arraign me for't?" "Most monstrous!" "O!" "Knowest thou this paper?" "Ask me not what I know." "After her." "She's desperate." "Govern her." "What you have charged me with, that have I done, and more, much more." "The time will bring it out." "'Tis past, and so am I. But what art thou?" "I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund." "My name is Edgar... and thy father's son." "The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices make instruments to plague us." "'Tis true." "The wheel has come full circle." "I am here." "Where have you hid yourself?" "How have you known the miseries of your father?" "By nursing them, my lord." "List a brief tale." "The bloody proclamation to escape that followed me so near taught me to shift into a madman's rags, and in this habit met I my father" "with his bleeding rings, their precious stones new lost." "I became his guide, led him, begged for him, saved him from despair." "Never..." "O fault!" "...revealed myself unto him until some half-hour past, when I was armed." "I asked his blessing, and first to last told him my pilgrimage, but his flawed heart," "alack, too weak the conflict to support, 'twixt two extremes of passion, joy and grief," "burst... smilingly." "This tale of yours hath moved me, and shall perchance do good." "If there be more, more woeful, hold it in." "Whilst I was big in clamour came there in a man, who once had seen me in my worst estate, and finding who it was who so endured, fastened on my neck and bellowed out as he'd burst heaven, threw him on my father," "told the most piteous tale of Lear and him that ever ear received." " But who was this?" " Kent, sir, the banished Kent." " Help, help!" "O, help!" " What means that bloody knife?" "'Tis hot, it smokes!" "It came even from the heart of..." "O, she's dead!" " Who dead?" "Speak, man." " Your lady, sir, your lady!" "And her sister by her is poisoned." "She confesses it." "I was contracted to them both." "All three now marry in an instant." "Here comes Kent." "Produce their bodies, be they alive or dead." "Is this he?" "I am come to bid my king and master aye good night." "Is he not here?" "Speak, Edmund." "Where's the King and where's Cordelia?" "See'st thou this object, Kent?" "Alack, why thus?" "Yet Edmund was beloved." "I pant for life." "Some good I mean to do despite of mine own nature." "Quickly send!" "Be brief in it, to the prison, for my writ is on the life of Lear and on Cordelia." " Nay, send in time!" " Run, run!" "Go, run!" " Who has the office?" " Send thy token of reprieve." "Take my sword!" "The captain, give it the captain." "The gods defend them." "Howl!" "Howl!" "Howl!" "Howl..." "O, you are men of stone!" "Had I your tongues and eyes," "I'd use them so that heaven's vault should crack." "She's gone for ever." "I know when one is dead, and when one lives." "She's dead as earth." "Lend me a looking-glass." "If that her breaths do mist or stain the stone, why, then she lives." " Is this the promised end?" " Or image of that horror?" " Fall, and cease!" " This feather stirs, she lives!" "If it be so, it is a chance that does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt." " O my good master!" " Prithee, away." " 'Tis noble Kent, your friend." " A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all!" "I might have saved her." "Now she's gone for ever." "Cordelia..." "Cordelia..." "Stay a little..." "What is't thou sayest?" "Her voice was ever soft, gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman." "I killed the slave that was a-hanging thee." " 'Tis true, my lords, he did." " Did I not, fellow?" "I have seen the day, with my good biting falchion" "I would have made them skip." "I am old now and these same crosses spoil me." "Who are you?" "Mine eyes are not of the best, I tell you straight." "If Fortune brag of two she loved and hated, one of them we behold." "This is a dull sight." "Are you not Kent?" "The same, your servant Kent." "Where is your servant Caius?" "Oh, he's a good fellow, I tell you straight." "He'll strike, and quickly too." "He's dead and rotten." " No, my good lord." "I am the very man..." " I'll see that straight." "That, from your first of difference and decay have followed your sad steps." " You are welcome hither." " No man else." "All's cheerless, dark, and deadly." "Your eldest daughters have fordone themselves, and desperately are dead." "Ay, so I think." "He knows not what he says, but vain it is that we present us to him." "Very bootless." "Edmund, my lord, is dead." "What comforts to this... great decay may come shall be applied." "For us we will resign, during the life of this old majesty, to him our absolute power." "All friends shall taste the wages of their virtue, and all foes the cup of their deservings." "See, see!" "And my poor fool is hanged!" "No... no... no life!" "Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life... and thou no breath at all?" "Thou'It come no more." "Never... never... never..." "Never... never..." "Pray you undo this button." "Thank you, sir." "Do you see this?" "Look on her." "Look, her lips!" "Look there!" "Look there..." " He faints!" "My lord, my lord!" " Break, heart, I prithee, break!" " Look up, my lord." " Vex not his ghost." "O, let him pass." "He hates him that would upon the rack of this tough world stretch him out longer." "He is gone, indeed." "Friends of my soul, you twain rule in this realm, and the gored state sustain." "I have a journey, sir, shortly to go." "My master calls me, I must not say no." "The weight of this sad time... we must obey." "Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say." "The oldest hath borne most." "We that are young shall never see so much," "nor live so long."