Speeches (Lines) for Duke of Cornwall in "The Tragedy of King Lear"

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1 II / 1
  • How now, my noble friend? Since I came hither
    (Which I can call but now) I h...
  • How now, my noble friend? Since I came hither
    (Which I can call but now) I have heard strange news.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Strong and fast'ned villain!
    Would he deny his letter? I never got him.
    [Tucket within.]
    Hark, the Duke's trumpets! I know not why he comes.
    All ports I'll bar; the villain shall not scape;
    The Duke must grant me that. Besides, his picture
    I will send far and near, that all the kingdom
    May have due note of him, and of my land,
    Loyal and natural boy, I'll work the means
    To make thee capable.

    Duke of Cornwall. How now, my noble friend? Since I came hither
    (Which I can call but now) I have heard strange news.

2 II / 1
  • Nor I, assure thee, Regan.
    Edmund, I hear that you have shown your father
  • Nor I, assure thee, Regan.
    Edmund, I hear that you have shown your father
    A childlike office.
  • Regan. No marvel then though he were ill affected.
    'Tis they have put him on the old man's death,
    To have th' expense and waste of his revenues.
    I have this present evening from my sister
    Been well inform'd of them, and with such cautions
    That, if they come to sojourn at my house,
    I'll not be there.

    Duke of Cornwall. Nor I, assure thee, Regan.
    Edmund, I hear that you have shown your father
    A childlike office.

3 II / 1
  • Is he pursued?
  • Is he pursued?
  • Earl of Gloucester. He did bewray his practice, and receiv'd
    This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him.

    Duke of Cornwall. Is he pursued?

4 II / 1
  • If he be taken, he shall never more
    Be fear'd of doing harm. Make your own p...
  • If he be taken, he shall never more
    Be fear'd of doing harm. Make your own purpose,
    How in my strength you please. For you, Edmund,
    Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant
    So much commend itself, you shall be ours.
    Natures of such deep trust we shall much need;
    You we first seize on.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Ay, my good lord.

    Duke of Cornwall. If he be taken, he shall never more
    Be fear'd of doing harm. Make your own purpose,
    How in my strength you please. For you, Edmund,
    Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant
    So much commend itself, you shall be ours.
    Natures of such deep trust we shall much need;
    You we first seize on.

5 II / 1
  • You know not why we came to visit you-
  • You know not why we came to visit you-
  • Earl of Gloucester. For him I thank your Grace.

    Duke of Cornwall. You know not why we came to visit you-

6 II / 2
  • Keep peace, upon your lives!
    He dies that strikes again. What is the matter?...
  • Keep peace, upon your lives!
    He dies that strikes again. What is the matter?
  • Earl of Gloucester. Weapons? arms? What's the matter here?

    Duke of Cornwall. Keep peace, upon your lives!
    He dies that strikes again. What is the matter?

7 II / 2
  • What is your difference? Speak.
  • What is your difference? Speak.
  • Regan. The messengers from our sister and the King

    Duke of Cornwall. What is your difference? Speak.

8 II / 2
  • Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a man?
  • Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a man?
  • Earl of Kent. No marvel, you have so bestirr'd your valour. You cowardly
    rascal, nature disclaims in thee; a tailor made thee.

    Duke of Cornwall. Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a man?

9 II / 2
  • Speak yet, how grew your quarrel?
  • Speak yet, how grew your quarrel?
  • Earl of Kent. Ay, a tailor, sir. A stonecutter or a painter could not have
    made him so ill, though he had been but two hours at the trade.

    Duke of Cornwall. Speak yet, how grew your quarrel?

10 II / 2
  • Peace, sirrah!
    You beastly knave, know you no reverence?
  • Peace, sirrah!
    You beastly knave, know you no reverence?
  • Earl of Kent. Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if
    you'll give me leave, I will tread this unbolted villain into
    mortar and daub the walls of a jakes with him. 'Spare my grey
    beard,' you wagtail?

    Duke of Cornwall. Peace, sirrah!
    You beastly knave, know you no reverence?

11 II / 2
  • Why art thou angry?
  • Why art thou angry?
  • Earl of Kent. Yes, sir, but anger hath a privilege.

    Duke of Cornwall. Why art thou angry?

12 II / 2
  • What, art thou mad, old fellow?
  • What, art thou mad, old fellow?
  • Earl of Kent. That such a slave as this should wear a sword,
    Who wears no honesty. Such smiling rogues as these,
    Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain
    Which are too intrinse t' unloose; smooth every passion
    That in the natures of their lords rebel,
    Bring oil to fire, snow to their colder moods;
    Renege, affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks
    With every gale and vary of their masters,
    Knowing naught (like dogs) but following.
    A plague upon your epileptic visage!
    Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool?
    Goose, an I had you upon Sarum Plain,
    I'ld drive ye cackling home to Camelot.

    Duke of Cornwall. What, art thou mad, old fellow?

13 II / 2
  • Why dost thou call him knave? What is his fault?
  • Why dost thou call him knave? What is his fault?
  • Earl of Kent. No contraries hold more antipathy
    Than I and such a knave.

    Duke of Cornwall. Why dost thou call him knave? What is his fault?

14 II / 2
  • No more perchance does mine, or his, or hers.
  • No more perchance does mine, or his, or hers.
  • Earl of Kent. His countenance likes me not.

    Duke of Cornwall. No more perchance does mine, or his, or hers.

15 II / 2
  • This is some fellow
    Who, having been prais'd for bluntness, doth affect
    ...
  • This is some fellow
    Who, having been prais'd for bluntness, doth affect
    A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb
    Quite from his nature. He cannot flatter, he!
    An honest mind and plain- he must speak truth!
    An they will take it, so; if not, he's plain.
    These kind of knaves I know which in this plainness
    Harbour more craft and more corrupter ends
    Than twenty silly-ducking observants
    That stretch their duties nicely.
  • Earl of Kent. Sir, 'tis my occupation to be plain.
    I have seen better faces in my time
    Than stands on any shoulder that I see
    Before me at this instant.

    Duke of Cornwall. This is some fellow
    Who, having been prais'd for bluntness, doth affect
    A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb
    Quite from his nature. He cannot flatter, he!
    An honest mind and plain- he must speak truth!
    An they will take it, so; if not, he's plain.
    These kind of knaves I know which in this plainness
    Harbour more craft and more corrupter ends
    Than twenty silly-ducking observants
    That stretch their duties nicely.

16 II / 2
  • What mean'st by this?
  • What mean'st by this?
  • Earl of Kent. Sir, in good faith, in sincere verity,
    Under th' allowance of your great aspect,
    Whose influence, like the wreath of radiant fire
    On flickering Phoebus' front-

    Duke of Cornwall. What mean'st by this?

17 II / 2
  • What was th' offence you gave him?
  • What was th' offence you gave him?
  • Earl of Kent. To go out of my dialect, which you discommend so much. I
    know, sir, I am no flatterer. He that beguil'd you in a plain
    accent was a plain knave, which, for my part, I will not be,
    though I should win your displeasure to entreat me to't.

    Duke of Cornwall. What was th' offence you gave him?

18 II / 2
  • Fetch forth the stocks!
    You stubborn ancient knave, you reverent braggart, <...
  • Fetch forth the stocks!
    You stubborn ancient knave, you reverent braggart,
    We'll teach you-
  • Earl of Kent. None of these rogues and cowards
    But Ajax is their fool.

    Duke of Cornwall. Fetch forth the stocks!
    You stubborn ancient knave, you reverent braggart,
    We'll teach you-

19 II / 2
  • Fetch forth the stocks! As I have life and honour,
    There shall he sit till n...
  • Fetch forth the stocks! As I have life and honour,
    There shall he sit till noon.
  • Earl of Kent. Sir, I am too old to learn.
    Call not your stocks for me. I serve the King;
    On whose employment I was sent to you.
    You shall do small respect, show too bold malice
    Against the grace and person of my master,
    Stocking his messenger.

    Duke of Cornwall. Fetch forth the stocks! As I have life and honour,
    There shall he sit till noon.

20 II / 2
  • This is a fellow of the selfsame colour
    Our sister speaks of. Come, bring aw...
  • This is a fellow of the selfsame colour
    Our sister speaks of. Come, bring away the stocks!
  • Regan. Sir, being his knave, I will.

    Duke of Cornwall. This is a fellow of the selfsame colour
    Our sister speaks of. Come, bring away the stocks!

21 II / 2
  • I'll answer that.
  • I'll answer that.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Let me beseech your Grace not to do so.
    His fault is much, and the good King his master
    Will check him for't. Your purpos'd low correction
    Is such as basest and contemn'dest wretches
    For pilf'rings and most common trespasses
    Are punish'd with. The King must take it ill
    That he, so slightly valued in his messenger,
    Should have him thus restrain'd.

    Duke of Cornwall. I'll answer that.

22 II / 4
  • Hail to your Grace!
  • Hail to your Grace!
  • Lear. Good morrow to you both.

    Duke of Cornwall. Hail to your Grace!

23 II / 4
  • Fie, sir, fie!
  • Fie, sir, fie!
  • Lear. [rises] Never, Regan!
    She hath abated me of half my train;
    Look'd black upon me; struck me with her tongue,
    Most serpent-like, upon the very heart.
    All the stor'd vengeances of heaven fall
    On her ingrateful top! Strike her young bones,
    You taking airs, with lameness!

    Duke of Cornwall. Fie, sir, fie!

24 II / 4
  • What trumpet's that?
  • What trumpet's that?
  • Lear. Who put my man i' th' stocks?

    Duke of Cornwall. What trumpet's that?

25 II / 4
  • What means your Grace?
  • What means your Grace?
  • Lear. This is a slave, whose easy-borrowed pride
    Dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows.
    Out, varlet, from my sight!

    Duke of Cornwall. What means your Grace?

26 II / 4
  • I set him there, sir; but his own disorders
    Deserv'd much less advancement.
  • I set him there, sir; but his own disorders
    Deserv'd much less advancement.
  • Lear. O sides, you are too tough!
    Will you yet hold? How came my man i' th' stocks?

    Duke of Cornwall. I set him there, sir; but his own disorders
    Deserv'd much less advancement.

27 II / 4
  • Let us withdraw; 'twill be a storm.
  • Let us withdraw; 'twill be a storm.
  • Lear. O, reason not the need! Our basest beggars
    Are in the poorest thing superfluous.
    Allow not nature more than nature needs,
    Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady:
    If only to go warm were gorgeous,
    Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st
    Which scarcely keeps thee warm. But, for true need-
    You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need!
    You see me here, you gods, a poor old man,
    As full of grief as age; wretched in both.
    If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts
    Against their father, fool me not so much
    To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger,
    And let not women's weapons, water drops,
    Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags!
    I will have such revenges on you both
    That all the world shall- I will do such things-
    What they are yet, I know not; but they shall be
    The terrors of the earth! You think I'll weep.
    No, I'll not weep.
    I have full cause of weeping, but this heart
    Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws
    Or ere I'll weep. O fool, I shall go mad!

    Duke of Cornwall. Let us withdraw; 'twill be a storm.

28 II / 4
  • Followed the old man forth.
    [Enter Gloucester.]
    He is return'd.
  • Followed the old man forth.
    [Enter Gloucester.]
    He is return'd.
  • Goneril. So am I purpos'd.
    Where is my Lord of Gloucester?

    Duke of Cornwall. Followed the old man forth.
    [Enter Gloucester.]
    He is return'd.

29 II / 4
  • Whither is he going?
  • Whither is he going?
  • Earl of Gloucester. The King is in high rage.

    Duke of Cornwall. Whither is he going?

30 II / 4
  • 'Tis best to give him way; he leads himself.
  • 'Tis best to give him way; he leads himself.
  • Earl of Gloucester. He calls to horse, but will I know not whither.

    Duke of Cornwall. 'Tis best to give him way; he leads himself.

31 II / 4
  • Shut up your doors, my lord: 'tis a wild night.
    My Regan counsels well. Come...
  • Shut up your doors, my lord: 'tis a wild night.
    My Regan counsels well. Come out o' th' storm. [Exeunt.]
  • Regan. O, sir, to wilful men
    The injuries that they themselves procure
    Must be their schoolmasters. Shut up your doors.
    He is attended with a desperate train,
    And what they may incense him to, being apt
    To have his ear abus'd, wisdom bids fear.

    Duke of Cornwall. Shut up your doors, my lord: 'tis a wild night.
    My Regan counsels well. Come out o' th' storm. [Exeunt.]

32 III / 5
  • I will have my revenge ere I depart his house.
  • I will have my revenge ere I depart his house.
  • Edgar. Child Rowland to the dark tower came;
    His word was still
    Fie, foh, and fum!
    I smell the blood of a British man.

    Duke of Cornwall. I will have my revenge ere I depart his house.

33 III / 5
  • I now perceive it was not altogether your brother's evil
    disposition made hi...
  • I now perceive it was not altogether your brother's evil
    disposition made him seek his death; but a provoking merit, set
    awork by a reproveable badness in himself.
  • Edmund. How, my lord, I may be censured, that nature thus gives way to
    loyalty, something fears me to think of.

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

34 III / 5
  • Go with me to the Duchess.
  • Go with me to the Duchess.
  • Edmund. 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!

    Duke of Cornwall. Go with me to the Duchess.

35 III / 5
  • True or false, it hath made thee Earl of Gloucester.
    Seek out where thy fath...
  • True or false, it hath made thee Earl of Gloucester.
    Seek out where thy father is, that he may be ready for our
    apprehension.
  • Edmund. If the matter of this paper be certain, you have mighty
    business in hand.

    Duke of Cornwall. True or false, it hath made thee Earl of Gloucester.
    Seek out where thy father is, that he may be ready for our
    apprehension.

36 III / 5
  • I will lay trust upon thee, and thou shalt find a dearer
    father in my love.
  • I will lay trust upon thee, and thou shalt find a dearer
    father in my love.
  • Edmund. [aside] If I find him comforting the King, it will stuff his
    suspicion more fully.- I will persever in my course of loyalty,
    though the conflict be sore between that and my blood.

    Duke of Cornwall. I will lay trust upon thee, and thou shalt find a dearer
    father in my love.

37 III / 7
  • [to Goneril] Post speedily to my lord your husband, show him
    this letter. Th...
  • [to Goneril] Post speedily to my lord your husband, show him
    this letter. The army of France is landed.- Seek out the traitor
    Gloucester.
  • Edgar. When we our betters see bearing our woes,
    We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
    Who alone suffers suffers most i' th' mind,
    Leaving free things and happy shows behind;
    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 fathered! 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. [Exit.]

    Duke of Cornwall. [to Goneril] Post speedily to my lord your husband, show him
    this letter. The army of France is landed.- Seek out the traitor
    Gloucester.

38 III / 7
  • Leave him to my displeasure. Edmund, keep you our sister
    company. The reveng...
  • 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 Gloucester. [Enter Oswald the Steward.]
    How now? Where's the King?
  • Goneril. Pluck out his eyes.

    Duke of Cornwall. 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 Gloucester. [Enter Oswald the Steward.]
    How now? Where's the King?

39 III / 7
  • Get horses for your mistress.
  • Get horses for your mistress.
  • Oswald. My Lord of Gloucester hath convey'd him hence.
    Some five or six and thirty of his knights,
    Hot questrists after him, met him at gate;
    Who, with some other of the lord's dependants,
    Are gone with him towards Dover, where they boast
    To have well-armed friends.

    Duke of Cornwall. Get horses for your mistress.

40 III / 7
  • Edmund, farewell. [Exeunt Goneril, Edmund, and Oswald.]
    Go seek the traitor...
  • Edmund, farewell. [Exeunt Goneril, Edmund, and Oswald.]
    Go seek the traitor Gloucester,
    Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us. [Exeunt other Servants.]
    Though well we may not pass upon his life
    Without the form of justice, yet our power
    Shall do a court'sy to our wrath, which men
    May blame, but not control. [Enter Gloucester, brought in by two or three.]
    Who's there? the traitor?
  • Goneril. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.

    Duke of Cornwall. Edmund, farewell. [Exeunt Goneril, Edmund, and Oswald.]
    Go seek the traitor Gloucester,
    Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us. [Exeunt other Servants.]
    Though well we may not pass upon his life
    Without the form of justice, yet our power
    Shall do a court'sy to our wrath, which men
    May blame, but not control. [Enter Gloucester, brought in by two or three.]
    Who's there? the traitor?

41 III / 7
  • Bind fast his corky arms.
  • Bind fast his corky arms.
  • Regan. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he.

    Duke of Cornwall. Bind fast his corky arms.

42 III / 7
  • Bind him, I say.
  • Bind him, I say.
  • Earl of Gloucester. What mean, your Graces? Good my friends, consider
    You are my guests. Do me no foul play, friends.

    Duke of Cornwall. Bind him, I say.

43 III / 7
  • To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find-
  • To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find-
  • Earl of Gloucester. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none.

    Duke of Cornwall. To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find-

44 III / 7
  • Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?
  • Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?
  • Earl of Gloucester. Naughty lady,
    These hairs which thou dost ravish from my chin
    Will quicken, and accuse thee. I am your host.
    With robber's hands my hospitable favours
    You should not ruffle thus. What will you do?

    Duke of Cornwall. Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?

45 III / 7
  • And what confederacy have you with the traitors
    Late footed in the kingdom?
  • And what confederacy have you with the traitors
    Late footed in the kingdom?
  • Regan. Be simple-answer'd, for we know the truth.

    Duke of Cornwall. And what confederacy have you with the traitors
    Late footed in the kingdom?

46 III / 7
  • Cunning.
  • Cunning.
  • Earl of Gloucester. I have a letter guessingly set down,
    Which came from one that's of a neutral heart,
    And not from one oppos'd.

    Duke of Cornwall. Cunning.

47 III / 7
  • Where hast thou sent the King?
  • Where hast thou sent the King?
  • Regan. And false.

    Duke of Cornwall. Where hast thou sent the King?

48 III / 7
  • Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that.
  • Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that.
  • Regan. Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charg'd at peril-

    Duke of Cornwall. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that.

49 III / 7
  • See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.
    Upon these eyes of thine I'...
  • See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.
    Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Because I would not see thy cruel nails
    Pluck out his poor old eyes; nor thy fierce sister
    In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs.
    The sea, with such a storm as his bare head
    In hell-black night endur'd, would have buoy'd up
    And quench'd the steeled fires.
    Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens to rain.
    If wolves had at thy gate howl'd that stern time,
    Thou shouldst have said, 'Good porter, turn the key.'
    All cruels else subscrib'd. But I shall see
    The winged vengeance overtake such children.

    Duke of Cornwall. See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.
    Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.

50 III / 7
  • If you see vengeance-
  • If you see vengeance-
  • Regan. One side will mock another. Th' other too!

    Duke of Cornwall. If you see vengeance-

51 III / 7
  • My villain! Draw and fight.
  • My villain! Draw and fight.
  • Regan. What do you mean?

    Duke of Cornwall. My villain! Draw and fight.

52 III / 7
  • Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
    Where is thy lustre now?
  • Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
    Where is thy lustre now?
  • Servant 1. O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left
    To see some mischief on him. O! He dies.

    Duke of Cornwall. Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
    Where is thy lustre now?

53 III / 7
  • I have receiv'd a hurt. Follow me, lady.
    Turn out that eyeless villain. Thro...
  • I have receiv'd a hurt. Follow me, lady.
    Turn out that eyeless villain. Throw this slave
    Upon the dunghill. Regan, I bleed apace.
    Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm.
  • Regan. Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell
    His way to Dover. [Exit one with Gloucester.]
    How is't, my lord? How look you?

    Duke of Cornwall. I have receiv'd a hurt. Follow me, lady.
    Turn out that eyeless villain. Throw this slave
    Upon the dunghill. Regan, I bleed apace.
    Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm.

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