Speeches (Lines) for Earl of Kent in "The Tragedy of King Lear"

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1 I / 1
  • I thought the King had more affected the Duke of Albany than
    Cornwall.
  • I thought the King had more affected the Duke of Albany than
    Cornwall.
  • .

    Earl of Kent. I thought the King had more affected the Duke of Albany than
    Cornwall.

2 I / 1
  • Is not this your son, my lord?
  • Is not this your son, my lord?
  • Earl of Gloucester. It did always seem so to us; but now, in the division of the
    kingdom, it appears not which of the Dukes he values most, for
    equalities are so weigh'd that curiosity in neither can make
    choice of either's moiety.

    Earl of Kent. Is not this your son, my lord?

3 I / 1
  • I cannot conceive you.
  • I cannot conceive you.
  • Earl of Gloucester. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge. I have so often
    blush'd to acknowledge him that now I am braz'd to't.

    Earl of Kent. I cannot conceive you.

4 I / 1
  • I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so
    proper.
  • I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so
    proper.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Sir, this young fellow's mother could; whereupon she grew
    round-womb'd, and had indeed, sir, a son for her cradle ere she
    had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault?

    Earl of Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so
    proper.

5 I / 1
  • I must love you, and sue to know you better.
  • I must love you, and sue to know you better.
  • Edmund. My services to your lordship.

    Earl of Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you better.

6 I / 1
  • Good my liege-
  • Good my liege-
  • Lear. Let it be so! thy truth then be thy dower!
    For, by the sacred radiance of the sun,
    The mysteries of Hecate and the night;
    By all the operation of the orbs
    From whom we do exist and cease to be;
    Here I disclaim all my paternal care,
    Propinquity and property of blood,
    And as a stranger to my heart and me
    Hold thee from this for ever. The barbarous Scythian,
    Or he that makes his generation messes
    To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
    Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and reliev'd,
    As thou my sometime daughter.

    Earl of Kent. Good my liege-

7 I / 1
  • Royal Lear,
    Whom I have ever honour'd as my king,
    Lov'd as my father, as...
  • Royal Lear,
    Whom I have ever honour'd as my king,
    Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd,
    As my great patron thought on in my prayers-
  • Lear. Peace, Kent!
    Come not between the dragon and his wrath.
    I lov'd her most, and thought to set my rest
    On her kind nursery.- Hence and avoid my sight!-
    So be my grave my peace as here I give
    Her father's heart from her! Call France! Who stirs?
    Call Burgundy! Cornwall and Albany,
    With my two daughters' dowers digest this third;
    Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her.
    I do invest you jointly in my power,
    Preeminence, and all the large effects
    That troop with majesty. Ourself, by monthly course,
    With reservation of an hundred knights,
    By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode
    Make with you by due turns. Only we still retain
    The name, and all th' additions to a king. The sway,
    Revenue, execution of the rest,
    Beloved sons, be yours; which to confirm,
    This coronet part betwixt you.

    Earl of Kent. Royal Lear,
    Whom I have ever honour'd as my king,
    Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd,
    As my great patron thought on in my prayers-

8 I / 1
  • Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
    The region of my heart! Be Kent u...
  • Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
    The region of my heart! Be Kent unmannerly
    When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, old man?
    Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak
    When power to flattery bows? To plainness honour's bound
    When majesty falls to folly. Reverse thy doom;
    And in thy best consideration check
    This hideous rashness. Answer my life my judgment,
    Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least,
    Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound
    Reverbs no hollowness.
  • Lear. The bow is bent and drawn; make from the shaft.

    Earl of Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
    The region of my heart! Be Kent unmannerly
    When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, old man?
    Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak
    When power to flattery bows? To plainness honour's bound
    When majesty falls to folly. Reverse thy doom;
    And in thy best consideration check
    This hideous rashness. Answer my life my judgment,
    Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least,
    Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound
    Reverbs no hollowness.

9 I / 1
  • My life I never held but as a pawn
    To wage against thine enemies; nor fear t...
  • My life I never held but as a pawn
    To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it,
    Thy safety being the motive.
  • Lear. Kent, on thy life, no more!

    Earl of Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn
    To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it,
    Thy safety being the motive.

10 I / 1
  • See better, Lear, and let me still remain
    The true blank of thine eye.
  • See better, Lear, and let me still remain
    The true blank of thine eye.
  • Lear. Out of my sight!

    Earl of Kent. See better, Lear, and let me still remain
    The true blank of thine eye.

11 I / 1
  • Now by Apollo, King,
    Thou swear'st thy gods in vain.
  • Now by Apollo, King,
    Thou swear'st thy gods in vain.
  • Lear. Now by Apollo-

    Earl of Kent. Now by Apollo, King,
    Thou swear'st thy gods in vain.

12 I / 1
  • Do!
    Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
    Upon the foul disease. Revoke...
  • Do!
    Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
    Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift,
    Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat,
    I'll tell thee thou dost evil.
  • Duke of Albany. [with Cornwall] Dear sir, forbear!

    Earl of Kent. Do!
    Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
    Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift,
    Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat,
    I'll tell thee thou dost evil.

13 I / 1
  • Fare thee well, King. Since thus thou wilt appear,
    Freedom lives hence, and...
  • Fare thee well, King. Since thus thou wilt appear,
    Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.
    [To Cordelia] The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid,
    That justly think'st and hast most rightly said!
    [To Regan and Goneril] And your large speeches may your deeds
    approve,
    That good effects may spring from words of love.
    Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu;
    He'll shape his old course in a country new. Exit.
  • Lear. Hear me, recreant!
    On thine allegiance, hear me!
    Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow-
    Which we durst never yet- and with strain'd pride
    To come between our sentence and our power,-
    Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,-
    Our potency made good, take thy reward.
    Five days we do allot thee for provision
    To shield thee from diseases of the world,
    And on the sixth to turn thy hated back
    Upon our kingdom. If, on the tenth day following,
    Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions,
    The moment is thy death. Away! By Jupiter,
    This shall not be revok'd.

    Earl of Kent. Fare thee well, King. Since thus thou wilt appear,
    Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.
    [To Cordelia] The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid,
    That justly think'st and hast most rightly said!
    [To Regan and Goneril] And your large speeches may your deeds
    approve,
    That good effects may spring from words of love.
    Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu;
    He'll shape his old course in a country new. Exit.

14 I / 4
  • If but as well I other accents borrow,
    That can my speech defuse, my good in...
  • If but as well I other accents borrow,
    That can my speech defuse, my good intent
    May carry through itself to that full issue
    For which I raz'd my likeness. Now, banish'd Kent,
    If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemn'd,
    So may it come, thy master, whom thou lov'st,
    Shall find thee full of labours.
    Horns within. Enter Lear, [Knights,] and Attendants.
  • Goneril. And let his knights have colder looks among you.
    What grows of it, no matter. Advise your fellows so.
    I would breed from hence occasions, and I shall,
    That I may speak. I'll write straight to my sister
    To hold my very course. Prepare for dinner.

    Earl of Kent. If but as well I other accents borrow,
    That can my speech defuse, my good intent
    May carry through itself to that full issue
    For which I raz'd my likeness. Now, banish'd Kent,
    If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemn'd,
    So may it come, thy master, whom thou lov'st,
    Shall find thee full of labours.
    Horns within. Enter Lear, [Knights,] and Attendants.

15 I / 4
  • A man, sir.
  • A man, sir.
  • Lear. Let me not stay a jot for dinner; go get it ready. [Exit
    an Attendant.] How now? What art thou?

    Earl of Kent. A man, sir.

16 I / 4
  • I do profess to be no less than I seem, to serve him truly
    that will put me...
  • I do profess to be no less than I seem, to serve him truly
    that will put me in trust, to love him that is honest, to
    converse with him that is wise and says little, to fear
    judgment, to fight when I cannot choose, and to eat no fish.
  • Lear. What dost thou profess? What wouldst thou with us?

    Earl of Kent. I do profess to be no less than I seem, to serve him truly
    that will put me in trust, to love him that is honest, to
    converse with him that is wise and says little, to fear
    judgment, to fight when I cannot choose, and to eat no fish.

17 I / 4
  • A very honest-hearted fellow, and as poor as the King.
  • A very honest-hearted fellow, and as poor as the King.
  • Lear. What art thou?

    Earl of Kent. A very honest-hearted fellow, and as poor as the King.

18 I / 4
  • Service.
  • Service.
  • Lear. If thou be'st as poor for a subject as he's for a king, thou
    art poor enough. What wouldst thou?

    Earl of Kent. Service.

19 I / 4
  • You.
  • You.
  • Lear. Who wouldst thou serve?

    Earl of Kent. You.

20 I / 4
  • No, sir; but you have that in your countenance which I would
    fain call maste...
  • No, sir; but you have that in your countenance which I would
    fain call master.
  • Lear. Dost thou know me, fellow?

    Earl of Kent. No, sir; but you have that in your countenance which I would
    fain call master.

21 I / 4
  • Authority.
  • Authority.
  • Lear. What's that?

    Earl of Kent. Authority.

22 I / 4
  • I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, mar a curious tale in
    telling it and d...
  • I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, mar a curious tale in
    telling it and deliver a plain message bluntly. That which
    ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in, and the best of me
    is diligence.
  • Lear. What services canst thou do?

    Earl of Kent. I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, mar a curious tale in
    telling it and deliver a plain message bluntly. That which
    ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in, and the best of me
    is diligence.

23 I / 4
  • Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor so old to
    dote on her fo...
  • Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor so old to
    dote on her for anything. I have years on my back forty-eight.
  • Lear. How old art thou?

    Earl of Kent. Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor so old to
    dote on her for anything. I have years on my back forty-eight.

24 I / 4
  • Nor tripp'd neither, you base football player?
  • Nor tripp'd neither, you base football player?
  • Oswald. I'll not be strucken, my lord.

    Earl of Kent. Nor tripp'd neither, you base football player?

25 I / 4
  • Come, sir, arise, away! I'll teach you differences. Away,
    away! If you will...
  • Come, sir, arise, away! I'll teach you differences. Away,
    away! If you will measure your lubber's length again, tarry; but
    away! Go to! Have you wisdom? So.
  • Lear. I thank thee, fellow. Thou serv'st me, and I'll love thee.

    Earl of Kent. Come, sir, arise, away! I'll teach you differences. Away,
    away! If you will measure your lubber's length again, tarry; but
    away! Go to! Have you wisdom? So.

26 I / 4
  • Why, fool?
  • Why, fool?
  • Fool. Sirrah, you were best take my coxcomb.

    Earl of Kent. Why, fool?

27 I / 4
  • This is nothing, fool.
  • This is nothing, fool.
  • Fool. Mark it, nuncle.
    Have more than thou showest,
    Speak less than thou knowest,
    Lend less than thou owest,
    Ride more than thou goest,
    Learn more than thou trowest,
    Set less than thou throwest;
    Leave thy drink and thy whore,
    And keep in-a-door,
    And thou shalt have more
    Than two tens to a score.

    Earl of Kent. This is nothing, fool.

28 I / 4
  • This is not altogether fool, my lord.
  • This is not altogether fool, my lord.
  • Fool. All thy other titles thou hast given away; that thou wast
    born with.

    Earl of Kent. This is not altogether fool, my lord.

29 I / 5
  • I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter. Exit.
  • I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter. Exit.
  • Lear. Go you before to Gloucester with these letters. Acquaint my
    daughter no further with anything you know than comes from her
    demand out of the letter. If your diligence be not speedy, I
    shall be there afore you.

    Earl of Kent. I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter. Exit.

30 II / 2
  • Ay.
  • Ay.
  • Oswald. Good dawning to thee, friend. Art of this house?

    Earl of Kent. Ay.

31 II / 2
  • I' th' mire.
  • I' th' mire.
  • Oswald. Where may we set our horses?

    Earl of Kent. I' th' mire.

32 II / 2
  • I love thee not.
  • I love thee not.
  • Oswald. Prithee, if thou lov'st me, tell me.

    Earl of Kent. I love thee not.

33 II / 2
  • If I had thee in Lipsbury Pinfold, I would make thee care for
    me.
  • If I had thee in Lipsbury Pinfold, I would make thee care for
    me.
  • Oswald. Why then, I care not for thee.

    Earl of Kent. If I had thee in Lipsbury Pinfold, I would make thee care for
    me.

34 II / 2
  • Fellow, I know thee.
  • Fellow, I know thee.
  • Oswald. Why dost thou use me thus? I know thee not.

    Earl of Kent. Fellow, I know thee.

35 II / 2
  • A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud,
    shallow, beggarl...
  • A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud,
    shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy,
    worsted-stocking knave; a lily-liver'd, action-taking, whoreson,
    glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue;
    one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that wouldst be a bawd in way of
    good service, and art nothing but the composition of a knave,
    beggar, coward, pander, and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch;
    one whom I will beat into clamorous whining, if thou deny the
    least syllable of thy addition.
  • Oswald. What dost thou know me for?

    Earl of Kent. A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud,
    shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy,
    worsted-stocking knave; a lily-liver'd, action-taking, whoreson,
    glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue;
    one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that wouldst be a bawd in way of
    good service, and art nothing but the composition of a knave,
    beggar, coward, pander, and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch;
    one whom I will beat into clamorous whining, if thou deny the
    least syllable of thy addition.

36 II / 2
  • What a brazen-fac'd varlet art thou, to deny thou knowest me!
    Is it two days...
  • What a brazen-fac'd varlet art thou, to deny thou knowest me!
    Is it two days ago since I beat thee and tripp'd up thy heels
    before the King? [Draws his sword.] Draw, you rogue! for, though
    it be night, yet the moon shines. I'll make a sop o' th'
    moonshine o' you. Draw, you whoreson cullionly barbermonger!
    draw!
  • Oswald. Why, what a monstrous fellow art thou, thus to rail on one
    that's neither known of thee nor knows thee!

    Earl of Kent. What a brazen-fac'd varlet art thou, to deny thou knowest me!
    Is it two days ago since I beat thee and tripp'd up thy heels
    before the King? [Draws his sword.] Draw, you rogue! for, though
    it be night, yet the moon shines. I'll make a sop o' th'
    moonshine o' you. Draw, you whoreson cullionly barbermonger!
    draw!

37 II / 2
  • Draw, you rascal! You come with letters against the King, and
    take Vanity th...
  • Draw, you rascal! You come with letters against the King, and
    take Vanity the puppet's part against the royalty of her father.
    Draw, you rogue, or I'll so carbonado your shanks! Draw, you
    rascal! Come your ways!
  • Oswald. Away! I have nothing to do with thee.

    Earl of Kent. Draw, you rascal! You come with letters against the King, and
    take Vanity the puppet's part against the royalty of her father.
    Draw, you rogue, or I'll so carbonado your shanks! Draw, you
    rascal! Come your ways!

38 II / 2
  • Strike, you slave! Stand, rogue! Stand, you neat slave!
    Strike!...
  • Strike, you slave! Stand, rogue! Stand, you neat slave!
    Strike! [Beats him.]
  • Oswald. Help, ho! murther! help!

    Earl of Kent. Strike, you slave! Stand, rogue! Stand, you neat slave!
    Strike! [Beats him.]

39 II / 2
  • With you, goodman boy, an you please! Come, I'll flesh ye!
    Come on, young ma...
  • With you, goodman boy, an you please! Come, I'll flesh ye!
    Come on, young master!
  • Edmund. How now? What's the matter? Parts [them].

    Earl of Kent. With you, goodman boy, an you please! Come, I'll flesh ye!
    Come on, young master!

40 II / 2
  • No marvel, you have so bestirr'd your valour. You cowardly
    rascal, nature di...
  • No marvel, you have so bestirr'd your valour. You cowardly
    rascal, nature disclaims in thee; a tailor made thee.
  • Oswald. I am scarce in breath, my lord.

    Earl of Kent. No marvel, you have so bestirr'd your valour. You cowardly
    rascal, nature disclaims in thee; a tailor made thee.

41 II / 2
  • Ay, a tailor, sir. A stonecutter or a painter could not have
    made him so ill...
  • 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. Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a man?

    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.

42 II / 2
  • Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if
    you'll give me leave...
  • 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?
  • Oswald. This ancient ruffian, sir, whose life I have spar'd
    At suit of his grey beard-

    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?

43 II / 2
  • Yes, sir, but anger hath a privilege.
  • Yes, sir, but anger hath a privilege.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Peace, sirrah!
    You beastly knave, know you no reverence?

    Earl of Kent. Yes, sir, but anger hath a privilege.

44 II / 2
  • That such a slave as this should wear a sword,
    Who wears no honesty. Such sm...
  • 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. Why art thou angry?

    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.

45 II / 2
  • No contraries hold more antipathy
    Than I and such a knave.
  • No contraries hold more antipathy
    Than I and such a knave.
  • Earl of Gloucester. How fell you out? Say that.

    Earl of Kent. No contraries hold more antipathy
    Than I and such a knave.

46 II / 2
  • His countenance likes me not.
  • His countenance likes me not.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Why dost thou call him knave? What is his fault?

    Earl of Kent. His countenance likes me not.

47 II / 2
  • Sir, 'tis my occupation to be plain.
    I have seen better faces in my time
  • 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. No more perchance does mine, or his, or hers.

    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.

48 II / 2
  • Sir, in good faith, in sincere verity,
    Under th' allowance of your great asp...
  • 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. 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, 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-

49 II / 2
  • To go out of my dialect, which you discommend so much. I
    know, sir, I am no...
  • 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 mean'st by this?

    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.

50 II / 2
  • None of these rogues and cowards
    But Ajax is their fool.
  • None of these rogues and cowards
    But Ajax is their fool.
  • Oswald. I never gave him any.
    It pleas'd the King his master very late
    To strike at me, upon his misconstruction;
    When he, conjunct, and flattering his displeasure,
    Tripp'd me behind; being down, insulted, rail'd
    And put upon him such a deal of man
    That worthied him, got praises of the King
    For him attempting who was self-subdu'd;
    And, in the fleshment of this dread exploit,
    Drew on me here again.

    Earl of Kent. None of these rogues and cowards
    But Ajax is their fool.

51 II / 2
  • Sir, I am too old to learn.
    Call not your stocks for me. I serve the King; <...
  • 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!
    You stubborn ancient knave, you reverent braggart,
    We'll teach you-

    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.

52 II / 2
  • Why, madam, if I were your father's dog,
    You should not use me so.
  • Why, madam, if I were your father's dog,
    You should not use me so.
  • Regan. Till noon? Till night, my lord, and all night too!

    Earl of Kent. Why, madam, if I were your father's dog,
    You should not use me so.

53 II / 2
  • Pray do not, sir. I have watch'd and travell'd hard.
    Some time I shall sleep...
  • Pray do not, sir. I have watch'd and travell'd hard.
    Some time I shall sleep out, the rest I'll whistle.
    A good man's fortune may grow out at heels.
    Give you good morrow!
  • Earl of Gloucester. I am sorry for thee, friend. 'Tis the Duke's pleasure,
    Whose disposition, all the world well knows,
    Will not be rubb'd nor stopp'd. I'll entreat for thee.

    Earl of Kent. Pray do not, sir. I have watch'd and travell'd hard.
    Some time I shall sleep out, the rest I'll whistle.
    A good man's fortune may grow out at heels.
    Give you good morrow!

54 II / 2
  • Good King, that must approve the common saw,
    Thou out of heaven's benedictio...
  • Good King, that must approve the common saw,
    Thou out of heaven's benediction com'st
    To the warm sun!
    Approach, thou beacon to this under globe,
    That by thy comfortable beams I may
    Peruse this letter. Nothing almost sees miracles
    But misery. I know 'tis from Cordelia,
    Who hath most fortunately been inform'd
    Of my obscured course- and [reads] 'shall find time
    From this enormous state, seeking to give
    Losses their remedies'- All weary and o'erwatch'd,
    Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold
    This shameful lodging.
    Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.
  • Earl of Gloucester. The Duke 's to blame in this; 'twill be ill taken. Exit.

    Earl of Kent. Good King, that must approve the common saw,
    Thou out of heaven's benediction com'st
    To the warm sun!
    Approach, thou beacon to this under globe,
    That by thy comfortable beams I may
    Peruse this letter. Nothing almost sees miracles
    But misery. I know 'tis from Cordelia,
    Who hath most fortunately been inform'd
    Of my obscured course- and [reads] 'shall find time
    From this enormous state, seeking to give
    Losses their remedies'- All weary and o'erwatch'd,
    Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold
    This shameful lodging.
    Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

55 II / 4
  • Hail to thee, noble master!
  • Hail to thee, noble master!
  • Gentleman. As I learn'd,
    The night before there was no purpose in them
    Of this remove.

    Earl of Kent. Hail to thee, noble master!

56 II / 4
  • No, my lord.
  • No, my lord.
  • Lear. Ha!
    Mak'st thou this shame thy pastime?

    Earl of Kent. No, my lord.

57 II / 4
  • It is both he and she-
    Your son and daughter.
  • It is both he and she-
    Your son and daughter.
  • Lear. What's he that hath so much thy place mistook
    To set thee here?

    Earl of Kent. It is both he and she-
    Your son and daughter.

58 II / 4
  • Yes.
  • Yes.
  • Lear. No.

    Earl of Kent. Yes.

59 II / 4
  • I say yea.
  • I say yea.
  • Lear. No, I say.

    Earl of Kent. I say yea.

60 II / 4
  • Yes, they have.
  • Yes, they have.
  • Lear. No, no, they would not!

    Earl of Kent. Yes, they have.

61 II / 4
  • By Juno, I swear ay!
  • By Juno, I swear ay!
  • Lear. By Jupiter, I swear no!

    Earl of Kent. By Juno, I swear ay!

62 II / 4
  • My lord, when at their home
    I did commend your Highness' letters to them,
  • My lord, when at their home
    I did commend your Highness' letters to them,
    Ere I was risen from the place that show'd
    My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post,
    Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth
    From Goneril his mistress salutations;
    Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission,
    Which presently they read; on whose contents,
    They summon'd up their meiny, straight took horse,
    Commanded me to follow and attend
    The leisure of their answer, gave me cold looks,
    And meeting here the other messenger,
    Whose welcome I perceiv'd had poison'd mine-
    Being the very fellow which of late
    Display'd so saucily against your Highness-
    Having more man than wit about me, drew.
    He rais'd the house with loud and coward cries.
    Your son and daughter found this trespass worth
    The shame which here it suffers.
  • Lear. They durst not do't;
    They would not, could not do't. 'Tis worse than murther
    To do upon respect such violent outrage.
    Resolve me with all modest haste which way
    Thou mightst deserve or they impose this usage,
    Coming from us.

    Earl of Kent. My lord, when at their home
    I did commend your Highness' letters to them,
    Ere I was risen from the place that show'd
    My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post,
    Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth
    From Goneril his mistress salutations;
    Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission,
    Which presently they read; on whose contents,
    They summon'd up their meiny, straight took horse,
    Commanded me to follow and attend
    The leisure of their answer, gave me cold looks,
    And meeting here the other messenger,
    Whose welcome I perceiv'd had poison'd mine-
    Being the very fellow which of late
    Display'd so saucily against your Highness-
    Having more man than wit about me, drew.
    He rais'd the house with loud and coward cries.
    Your son and daughter found this trespass worth
    The shame which here it suffers.

63 II / 4
  • With the Earl, sir, here within.
  • With the Earl, sir, here within.
  • Lear. O, how this mother swells up toward my heart!
    Hysterica passio! Down, thou climbing sorrow!
    Thy element's below! Where is this daughter?

    Earl of Kent. With the Earl, sir, here within.

64 II / 4
  • None.
    How chance the King comes with so small a number?
  • None.
    How chance the King comes with so small a number?
  • Gentleman. Made you no more offence but what you speak of?

    Earl of Kent. None.
    How chance the King comes with so small a number?

65 II / 4
  • Why, fool?
  • Why, fool?
  • Fool. An thou hadst been set i' th' stocks for that question,
    thou'dst well deserv'd it.

    Earl of Kent. Why, fool?

66 II / 4
  • Where learn'd you this, fool?
  • Where learn'd you this, fool?
  • Fool. We'll set thee to school to an ant, to teach thee there's no
    labouring i' th' winter. All that follow their noses are led by
    their eyes but blind men, and there's not a nose among twenty
    but can smell him that's stinking. Let go thy hold when a great
    wheel runs down a hill, lest it break thy neck with following
    it; but the great one that goes upward, let him draw thee after.
    When a wise man gives thee better counsel, give me mine again. I
    would have none but knaves follow it, since a fool gives it.
    That sir which serves and seeks for gain,
    And follows but for form,
    Will pack when it begins to rain
    And leave thee in the storm.
    But I will tarry; the fool will stay,
    And let the wise man fly.
    The knave turns fool that runs away;
    The fool no knave, perdy.

    Earl of Kent. Where learn'd you this, fool?

67 III / 1
  • Who's there, besides foul weather?
  • Who's there, besides foul weather?
  • Duke of Cornwall. Shut up your doors, my lord: 'tis a wild night.
    My Regan counsels well. Come out o' th' storm. [Exeunt.]

    Earl of Kent. Who's there, besides foul weather?

68 III / 1
  • I know you. Where's the King?
  • I know you. Where's the King?
  • Gentleman. One minded like the weather, most unquietly.

    Earl of Kent. I know you. Where's the King?

69 III / 1
  • But who is with him?
  • But who is with him?
  • Gentleman. Contending with the fretful elements;
    Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea,
    Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main,
    That things might change or cease; tears his white hair,
    Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage,
    Catch in their fury and make nothing of;
    Strives in his little world of man to outscorn
    The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.
    This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch,
    The lion and the belly-pinched wolf
    Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,
    And bids what will take all.

    Earl of Kent. But who is with him?

70 III / 1
  • Sir, I do know you,
    And dare upon the warrant of my note
    Commend a dear...
  • Sir, I do know you,
    And dare upon the warrant of my note
    Commend a dear thing to you. There is division
    (Although as yet the face of it be cover'd
    With mutual cunning) 'twixt Albany and Cornwall;
    Who have (as who have not, that their great stars
    Thron'd and set high?) servants, who seem no less,
    Which are to France the spies and speculations
    Intelligent of our state. What hath been seen,
    Either in snuffs and packings of the Dukes,
    Or the hard rein which both of them have borne
    Against the old kind King, or something deeper,
    Whereof, perchance, these are but furnishings-
    But, true it is, from France there comes a power
    Into this scattered kingdom, who already,
    Wise in our negligence, have secret feet
    In some of our best ports and are at point
    To show their open banner. Now to you:
    If on my credit you dare build so far
    To make your speed to Dover, you shall find
    Some that will thank you, making just report
    Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow
    The King hath cause to plain.
    I am a gentleman of blood and breeding,
    And from some knowledge and assurance offer
    This office to you.
  • Gentleman. None but the fool, who labours to outjest
    His heart-struck injuries.

    Earl of Kent. Sir, I do know you,
    And dare upon the warrant of my note
    Commend a dear thing to you. There is division
    (Although as yet the face of it be cover'd
    With mutual cunning) 'twixt Albany and Cornwall;
    Who have (as who have not, that their great stars
    Thron'd and set high?) servants, who seem no less,
    Which are to France the spies and speculations
    Intelligent of our state. What hath been seen,
    Either in snuffs and packings of the Dukes,
    Or the hard rein which both of them have borne
    Against the old kind King, or something deeper,
    Whereof, perchance, these are but furnishings-
    But, true it is, from France there comes a power
    Into this scattered kingdom, who already,
    Wise in our negligence, have secret feet
    In some of our best ports and are at point
    To show their open banner. Now to you:
    If on my credit you dare build so far
    To make your speed to Dover, you shall find
    Some that will thank you, making just report
    Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow
    The King hath cause to plain.
    I am a gentleman of blood and breeding,
    And from some knowledge and assurance offer
    This office to you.

71 III / 1
  • No, do not.
    For confirmation that I am much more
    Than my out-wall, open...
  • No, do not.
    For confirmation that I am much more
    Than my out-wall, open this purse and take
    What it contains. If you shall see Cordelia
    (As fear not but you shall), show her this ring,
    And she will tell you who your fellow is
    That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm!
    I will go seek the King.
  • Gentleman. I will talk further with you.

    Earl of Kent. No, do not.
    For confirmation that I am much more
    Than my out-wall, open this purse and take
    What it contains. If you shall see Cordelia
    (As fear not but you shall), show her this ring,
    And she will tell you who your fellow is
    That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm!
    I will go seek the King.

72 III / 1
  • Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet:
    That, when we have found the K...
  • Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet:
    That, when we have found the King (in which your pain
    That way, I'll this), he that first lights on him
    Holla the other.
  • Gentleman. Give me your hand. Have you no more to say?

    Earl of Kent. Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet:
    That, when we have found the King (in which your pain
    That way, I'll this), he that first lights on him
    Holla the other.

73 III / 2
  • Who's there?
  • Who's there?
  • Lear. No, I will be the pattern of all patience;
    I will say nothing.

    Earl of Kent. Who's there?

74 III / 2
  • Alas, sir, are you here? Things that love night
    Love not such nights as thes...
  • Alas, sir, are you here? Things that love night
    Love not such nights as these. The wrathful skies
    Gallow the very wanderers of the dark
    And make them keep their caves. Since I was man,
    Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder,
    Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never
    Remember to have heard. Man's nature cannot carry
    Th' affliction nor the fear.
  • Fool. Marry, here's grace and a codpiece; that's a wise man and a
    fool.

    Earl of Kent. Alas, sir, are you here? Things that love night
    Love not such nights as these. The wrathful skies
    Gallow the very wanderers of the dark
    And make them keep their caves. Since I was man,
    Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder,
    Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never
    Remember to have heard. Man's nature cannot carry
    Th' affliction nor the fear.

75 III / 2
  • Alack, bareheaded?
    Gracious my lord, hard by here is a hovel;
    Some frien...
  • Alack, bareheaded?
    Gracious my lord, hard by here is a hovel;
    Some friendship will it lend you 'gainst the tempest.
    Repose you there, whilst I to this hard house
    (More harder than the stones whereof 'tis rais'd,
    Which even but now, demanding after you,
    Denied me to come in) return, and force
    Their scanted courtesy.
  • Lear. Let the great gods,
    That keep this dreadful pudder o'er our heads,
    Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou wretch,
    That hast within thee undivulged crimes
    Unwhipp'd of justice. Hide thee, thou bloody hand;
    Thou perjur'd, and thou simular man of virtue
    That art incestuous. Caitiff, in pieces shake
    That under covert and convenient seeming
    Hast practis'd on man's life. Close pent-up guilts,
    Rive your concealing continents, and cry
    These dreadful summoners grace. I am a man
    More sinn'd against than sinning.

    Earl of Kent. Alack, bareheaded?
    Gracious my lord, hard by here is a hovel;
    Some friendship will it lend you 'gainst the tempest.
    Repose you there, whilst I to this hard house
    (More harder than the stones whereof 'tis rais'd,
    Which even but now, demanding after you,
    Denied me to come in) return, and force
    Their scanted courtesy.

76 III / 4
  • Here is the place, my lord. Good my lord, enter.
    The tyranny of the open nig...
  • Here is the place, my lord. Good my lord, enter.
    The tyranny of the open night 's too rough
    For nature to endure.
  • Edmund. This courtesy, forbid thee, shall the Duke
    Instantly know, and of that letter too.
    This seems a fair deserving, and must draw me
    That which my father loses- no less than all.
    The younger rises when the old doth fall. Exit.

    Earl of Kent. Here is the place, my lord. Good my lord, enter.
    The tyranny of the open night 's too rough
    For nature to endure.

77 III / 4
  • Good my lord, enter here.
  • Good my lord, enter here.
  • Lear. Let me alone.

    Earl of Kent. Good my lord, enter here.

78 III / 4
  • I had rather break mine own. Good my lord, enter.
  • I had rather break mine own. Good my lord, enter.
  • Lear. Wilt break my heart?

    Earl of Kent. I had rather break mine own. Good my lord, enter.

79 III / 4
  • Good my lord, enter here.
  • Good my lord, enter here.
  • Lear. Thou think'st 'tis much that this contentious storm
    Invades us to the skin. So 'tis to thee;
    But where the greater malady is fix'd,
    The lesser is scarce felt. Thou'dst shun a bear;
    But if thy flight lay toward the raging sea,
    Thou'dst meet the bear i' th' mouth. When the mind's free,
    The body's delicate. The tempest in my mind
    Doth from my senses take all feeling else
    Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude!
    Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand
    For lifting food to't? But I will punish home!
    No, I will weep no more. In such a night
    To shut me out! Pour on; I will endure.
    In such a night as this! O Regan, Goneril!
    Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave all!
    O, that way madness lies; let me shun that!
    No more of that.

    Earl of Kent. Good my lord, enter here.

80 III / 4
  • Give me thy hand. Who's there?
  • Give me thy hand. Who's there?
  • Fool. Come not in here, nuncle, here's a spirit. Help me, help me!

    Earl of Kent. Give me thy hand. Who's there?

81 III / 4
  • What art thou that dost grumble there i' th' straw?
    Come forth.
  • What art thou that dost grumble there i' th' straw?
    Come forth.
  • Fool. A spirit, a spirit! He says his name's poor Tom.

    Earl of Kent. What art thou that dost grumble there i' th' straw?
    Come forth.

82 III / 4
  • He hath no daughters, sir.
  • He hath no daughters, sir.
  • Lear. Now all the plagues that in the pendulous air
    Hang fated o'er men's faults light on thy daughters!

    Earl of Kent. He hath no daughters, sir.

83 III / 4
  • How fares your Grace?
  • How fares your Grace?
  • Edgar. This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet. He begins at curfew,
    and walks till the first cock. He gives the web and the pin,
    squints the eye, and makes the harelip; mildews the white wheat,
    and hurts the poor creature of earth.
    Saint Withold footed thrice the 'old;
    He met the nightmare, and her nine fold;
    Bid her alight
    And her troth plight,
    And aroint thee, witch, aroint thee!

    Earl of Kent. How fares your Grace?

84 III / 4
  • Who's there? What is't you seek?
  • Who's there? What is't you seek?
  • Lear. What's he?

    Earl of Kent. Who's there? What is't you seek?

85 III / 4
  • Good my lord, take his offer; go into th' house.
  • Good my lord, take his offer; go into th' house.
  • Lear. First let me talk with this philosopher.
    What is the cause of thunder?

    Earl of Kent. Good my lord, take his offer; go into th' house.

86 III / 4
  • Importune him once more to go, my lord.
    His wits begin t' unsettle.
  • Importune him once more to go, my lord.
    His wits begin t' unsettle.
  • Lear. Let me ask you one word in private.

    Earl of Kent. Importune him once more to go, my lord.
    His wits begin t' unsettle.

87 III / 4
  • This way, my lord.
  • This way, my lord.
  • Lear. Come, let's in all.

    Earl of Kent. This way, my lord.

88 III / 4
  • Good my lord, soothe him; let him take the fellow.
  • Good my lord, soothe him; let him take the fellow.
  • Lear. With him!
    I will keep still with my philosopher.

    Earl of Kent. Good my lord, soothe him; let him take the fellow.

89 III / 4
  • Sirrah, come on; go along with us.
  • Sirrah, come on; go along with us.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Take him you on.

    Earl of Kent. Sirrah, come on; go along with us.

90 III / 6
  • All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience.
    The gods reward...
  • All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience.
    The gods reward your kindness!
  • Earl of Gloucester. 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.

    Earl of Kent. All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience.
    The gods reward your kindness!

91 III / 6
  • How do you, sir? Stand you not so amaz'd.
    Will you lie down and rest upon th...
  • How do you, sir? Stand you not so amaz'd.
    Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?
  • Edgar. The foul fiend haunts poor Tom in the voice of a nightingale.
    Hoppedance cries in Tom's belly for two white herring. Croak
    not, black angel; I have no food for thee.

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

92 III / 6
  • O pity! Sir, where is the patience now
    That you so oft have boasted to retai...
  • O pity! Sir, where is the patience now
    That you so oft have boasted to retain?
  • Edgar. Bless thy five wits!

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

93 III / 6
  • Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile.
  • Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile.
  • Lear. Then let them anatomize Regan. See what breeds about her
    heart. Is there any cause in nature that makes these hard
    hearts? [To Edgar] You, sir- I entertain you for one of my
    hundred; only I do not like the fashion of your garments. You'll
    say they are Persian attire; but let them be chang'd.

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

94 III / 6
  • Here, sir; but trouble him not; his wits are gone.
  • Here, sir; but trouble him not; his wits are gone.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Come hither, friend. Where is the King my master?

    Earl of Kent. Here, sir; but trouble him not; his wits are gone.

95 III / 6
  • Oppressed nature sleeps.
    This rest might yet have balm'd thy broken senses,...
  • Oppressed nature sleeps.
    This rest might yet have balm'd thy broken senses,
    Which, if convenience will not allow,
    Stand in hard cure. [To the Fool] Come, help to bear thy master.
    Thou must not stay behind.
  • Earl of Gloucester. Good friend, I prithee take him in thy arms.
    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.
    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.

    Earl of Kent. Oppressed nature sleeps.
    This rest might yet have balm'd thy broken senses,
    Which, if convenience will not allow,
    Stand in hard cure. [To the Fool] Come, help to bear thy master.
    Thou must not stay behind.

96 IV / 3
  • Why the King of France is so suddenly gone back know you the
    reason?
  • Why the King of France is so suddenly gone back know you the
    reason?
  • Duke of Albany. Gloucester, I live
    To thank thee for the love thou show'dst the King,
    And to revenge thine eyes. Come hither, friend.
    Tell me what more thou know'st.

    Earl of Kent. Why the King of France is so suddenly gone back know you the
    reason?

97 IV / 3
  • Who hath he left behind him general?
  • Who hath he left behind him general?
  • Gentleman. Something he left imperfect in the state, which since his
    coming forth is thought of, which imports to the kingdom so much
    fear and danger that his personal return was most required and
    necessary.

    Earl of Kent. Who hath he left behind him general?

98 IV / 3
  • Did your letters pierce the Queen to any demonstration of
    grief?
  • Did your letters pierce the Queen to any demonstration of
    grief?
  • Gentleman. The Marshal of France, Monsieur La Far.

    Earl of Kent. Did your letters pierce the Queen to any demonstration of
    grief?

99 IV / 3
  • O, then it mov'd her?
  • O, then it mov'd her?
  • Gentleman. Ay, sir. She took them, read them in my presence,
    And now and then an ample tear trill'd down
    Her delicate cheek. It seem'd she was a queen
    Over her passion, who, most rebel-like,
    Sought to be king o'er her.

    Earl of Kent. O, then it mov'd her?

100 IV / 3
  • Made she no verbal question?
  • Made she no verbal question?
  • Gentleman. Not to a rage. Patience and sorrow strove
    Who should express her goodliest. You have seen
    Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears
    Were like, a better way. Those happy smilets
    That play'd on her ripe lip seem'd not to know
    What guests were in her eyes, which parted thence
    As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. In brief,
    Sorrow would be a rarity most belov'd,
    If all could so become it.

    Earl of Kent. Made she no verbal question?

101 IV / 3
  • It is the stars,
    The stars above us, govern our conditions;
    Else one sel...
  • It is the stars,
    The stars above us, govern our conditions;
    Else one self mate and mate could not beget
    Such different issues. You spoke not with her since?
  • Gentleman. Faith, once or twice she heav'd the name of father
    Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart;
    Cried 'Sisters, sisters! Shame of ladies! Sisters!
    Kent! father! sisters! What, i' th' storm? i' th' night?
    Let pity not be believ'd!' There she shook
    The holy water from her heavenly eyes,
    And clamour moisten'd. Then away she started
    To deal with grief alone.

    Earl of Kent. It is the stars,
    The stars above us, govern our conditions;
    Else one self mate and mate could not beget
    Such different issues. You spoke not with her since?

102 IV / 3
  • Was this before the King return'd?
  • Was this before the King return'd?
  • Gentleman. No.

    Earl of Kent. Was this before the King return'd?

103 IV / 3
  • Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i' th' town;
    Who sometime, in his bett...
  • Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i' th' town;
    Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers
    What we are come about, and by no means
    Will yield to see his daughter.
  • Gentleman. No, since.

    Earl of Kent. Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i' th' town;
    Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers
    What we are come about, and by no means
    Will yield to see his daughter.

104 IV / 3
  • A sovereign shame so elbows him; his own unkindness,
    That stripp'd her from...
  • A sovereign shame so elbows him; his own unkindness,
    That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her
    To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights
    To his dog-hearted daughters- these things sting
    His mind so venomously that burning shame
    Detains him from Cordelia.
  • Gentleman. Why, good sir?

    Earl of Kent. A sovereign shame so elbows him; his own unkindness,
    That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her
    To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights
    To his dog-hearted daughters- these things sting
    His mind so venomously that burning shame
    Detains him from Cordelia.

105 IV / 3
  • Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you heard not?
  • Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you heard not?
  • Gentleman. Alack, poor gentleman!

    Earl of Kent. Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you heard not?

106 IV / 3
  • Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear
    And leave you to attend him. So...
  • Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear
    And leave you to attend him. Some dear cause
    Will in concealment wrap me up awhile.
    When I am known aright, you shall not grieve
    Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you go
    Along with me. Exeunt.
  • Gentleman. 'Tis so; they are afoot.

    Earl of Kent. Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear
    And leave you to attend him. Some dear cause
    Will in concealment wrap me up awhile.
    When I am known aright, you shall not grieve
    Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you go
    Along with me. Exeunt.

107 IV / 7
  • To be acknowledg'd, madam, is o'erpaid.
    All my reports go with the modest tr...
  • To be acknowledg'd, madam, is o'erpaid.
    All my reports go with the modest truth;
    Nor more nor clipp'd, but so.
  • Cordelia. 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.

    Earl of Kent. To be acknowledg'd, madam, is o'erpaid.
    All my reports go with the modest truth;
    Nor more nor clipp'd, but so.

108 IV / 7
  • Pardon, dear madam.
    Yet to be known shortens my made intent.
    My boon I m...
  • Pardon, dear madam.
    Yet to be known shortens my made intent.
    My boon I make it that you know me not
    Till time and I think meet.
  • Cordelia. Be better suited.
    These weeds are memories of those worser hours.
    I prithee put them off.

    Earl of Kent. Pardon, dear madam.
    Yet to be known shortens my made intent.
    My boon I make it that you know me not
    Till time and I think meet.

109 IV / 7
  • Kind and dear princess!
  • Kind and dear princess!
  • Cordelia. O my dear father, restoration hang
    Thy medicine on my lips, and let this kiss
    Repair those violent harms that my two sisters
    Have in thy reverence made!

    Earl of Kent. Kind and dear princess!

110 IV / 7
  • In your own kingdom, sir.
  • In your own kingdom, sir.
  • Lear. Am I in France?

    Earl of Kent. In your own kingdom, sir.

111 IV / 7
  • Most certain, sir.
  • Most certain, sir.
  • Gentleman. Holds it true, sir, that the Duke of Cornwall was so slain?

    Earl of Kent. Most certain, sir.

112 IV / 7
  • As 'tis said, the bastard son of Gloucester.
  • As 'tis said, the bastard son of Gloucester.
  • Gentleman. Who is conductor of his people?

    Earl of Kent. As 'tis said, the bastard son of Gloucester.

113 IV / 7
  • Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about; the powers of
    the kingdom app...
  • Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about; the powers of
    the kingdom approach apace.
  • Gentleman. They say Edgar, his banish'd son, is with the Earl of Kent
    in Germany.

    Earl of Kent. Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about; the powers of
    the kingdom approach apace.

114 IV / 7
  • My point and period will be throughly wrought,
    Or well or ill, as this day's...
  • My point and period will be throughly wrought,
    Or well or ill, as this day's battle's fought. Exit.
  • Gentleman. The arbitrement is like to be bloody.
    Fare you well, sir. [Exit.]

    Earl of Kent. My point and period will be throughly wrought,
    Or well or ill, as this day's battle's fought. Exit.

115 V / 3
  • I am come
    To bid my king and master aye good night.
    Is he not here?
  • I am come
    To bid my king and master aye good night.
    Is he not here?
  • Duke of Albany. Produce their bodies, be they alive or dead.
    [Exit Gentleman.]
    This judgement of the heavens, that makes us tremble
    Touches us not with pity. O, is this he?
    The time will not allow the compliment
    That very manners urges.

    Earl of Kent. I am come
    To bid my king and master aye good night.
    Is he not here?

116 V / 3
  • Alack, why thus?
  • Alack, why thus?
  • Duke of Albany. Great thing of us forgot!
    Speak, Edmund, where's the King? and where's Cordelia?
    [The bodies of Goneril and Regan are brought in.]
    Seest thou this object, Kent?

    Earl of Kent. Alack, why thus?

117 V / 3
  • Is this the promis'd end?
  • Is this the promis'd end?
  • Lear. Howl, howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of stone.
    Had I your tongues and eyes, I'ld 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 breath will mist or stain the stone,
    Why, then she lives.

    Earl of Kent. Is this the promis'd end?

118 V / 3
  • O my good master!
  • O my good master!
  • Lear. This feather stirs; she lives! If it be so,
    It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows
    That ever I have felt.

    Earl of Kent. O my good master!

119 V / 3
  • If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated,
    One of them we behold.
  • If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated,
    One of them we behold.
  • Lear. 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 o' th' best. I'll tell you straight.

    Earl of Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated,
    One of them we behold.

120 V / 3
  • The same-
    Your servant Kent. Where is your servant Caius?
  • The same-
    Your servant Kent. Where is your servant Caius?
  • Lear. This' a dull sight. Are you not Kent?

    Earl of Kent. The same-
    Your servant Kent. Where is your servant Caius?

121 V / 3
  • No, my good lord; I am the very man-
  • No, my good lord; I am the very man-
  • Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that.
    He'll strike, and quickly too. He's dead and rotten.

    Earl of Kent. No, my good lord; I am the very man-

122 V / 3
  • That from your first of difference and decay
    Have followed your sad steps.
  • That from your first of difference and decay
    Have followed your sad steps.
  • Lear. I'll see that straight.

    Earl of Kent. That from your first of difference and decay
    Have followed your sad steps.

123 V / 3
  • Nor no man else! All's cheerless, dark, and deadly.
    Your eldest daughters ha...
  • Nor no man else! All's cheerless, dark, and deadly.
    Your eldest daughters have fordone themselves,
    And desperately are dead.
  • Lear. You're welcome hither.

    Earl of Kent. Nor no man else! All's cheerless, dark, and deadly.
    Your eldest daughters have fordone themselves,
    And desperately are dead.

124 V / 3
  • Break, heart; I prithee break!
  • Break, heart; I prithee break!
  • Edgar. He faints! My lord, my lord!

    Earl of Kent. Break, heart; I prithee break!

125 V / 3
  • Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him
    That would upon the rack of...
  • Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him
    That would upon the rack of this tough world
    Stretch him out longer.
  • Edgar. Look up, my lord.

    Earl of Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him
    That would upon the rack of this tough world
    Stretch him out longer.

126 V / 3
  • The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long.
    He but usurp'd his life.
  • The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long.
    He but usurp'd his life.
  • Edgar. He is gone indeed.

    Earl of Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long.
    He but usurp'd his life.

127 V / 3
  • I have a journey, sir, shortly to go.
    My master calls me; I must not say no....
  • I have a journey, sir, shortly to go.
    My master calls me; I must not say no.
  • Duke of Albany. Bear them from hence. Our present business
    Is general woe. [To Kent and Edgar] Friends of my soul, you
    twain
    Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain.

    Earl of Kent. I have a journey, sir, shortly to go.
    My master calls me; I must not say no.

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