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

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1 I / 1
  • It did always seem so to us; but now, in the division of the
    kingdom, it app...
  • 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. I thought the King had more affected the Duke of Albany than
    Cornwall.

    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.

2 I / 1
  • His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge. I have so often
    blush'd to acknow...
  • 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. Is not this your son, my lord?

    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.

3 I / 1
  • Sir, this young fellow's mother could; whereupon she grew
    round-womb'd, and...
  • 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 conceive you.

    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?

4 I / 1
  • But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than
    this, who yet i...
  • But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than
    this, who yet is no dearer in my account. Though this knave came
    something saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was
    his mother fair, there was good sport at his making, and the
    whoreson must be acknowledged.- Do you know this noble gentleman,
    Edmund?
  • Earl of Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so
    proper.

    Earl of Gloucester. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than
    this, who yet is no dearer in my account. Though this knave came
    something saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was
    his mother fair, there was good sport at his making, and the
    whoreson must be acknowledged.- Do you know this noble gentleman,
    Edmund?

5 I / 1
  • My Lord of Kent. Remember him hereafter as my honourable
    friend.
  • My Lord of Kent. Remember him hereafter as my honourable
    friend.
  • Edmund. [comes forward] No, my lord.

    Earl of Gloucester. My Lord of Kent. Remember him hereafter as my honourable
    friend.

6 I / 1
  • He hath been out nine years, and away he shall again.
    [Sound a sennet.]
    ...
  • He hath been out nine years, and away he shall again.
    [Sound a sennet.]
    The King is coming.
  • Edmund. Sir, I shall study deserving.

    Earl of Gloucester. He hath been out nine years, and away he shall again.
    [Sound a sennet.]
    The King is coming.

7 I / 1
  • I shall, my liege.
  • I shall, my liege.
  • Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloucester.

    Earl of Gloucester. I shall, my liege.

8 I / 1
  • Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord.
  • Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord.
  • 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.

    Earl of Gloucester. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord.

9 I / 2
  • Kent banish'd thus? and France in choler parted?
    And the King gone to-night?...
  • Kent banish'd thus? and France in choler parted?
    And the King gone to-night? subscrib'd his pow'r?
    Confin'd to exhibition? All this done
    Upon the gad? Edmund, how now? What news?
  • Edmund. Thou, Nature, art my goddess; to thy law
    My services are bound. Wherefore should I
    Stand in the plague of custom, and permit
    The curiosity of nations to deprive me,
    For that I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines
    Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base?
    When my dimensions are as well compact,
    My mind as generous, and my shape as true,
    As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us
    With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
    Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take
    More composition and fierce quality
    Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,
    Go to th' creating a whole tribe of fops
    Got 'tween asleep and wake? Well then,
    Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land.
    Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund
    As to th' legitimate. Fine word- 'legitimate'!
    Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed,
    And my invention thrive, Edmund the base
    Shall top th' legitimate. I grow; I prosper.
    Now, gods, stand up for bastards!

    Earl of Gloucester. Kent banish'd thus? and France in choler parted?
    And the King gone to-night? subscrib'd his pow'r?
    Confin'd to exhibition? All this done
    Upon the gad? Edmund, how now? What news?

10 I / 2
  • Why so earnestly seek you to put up that letter?
  • Why so earnestly seek you to put up that letter?
  • Edmund. So please your lordship, none.

    Earl of Gloucester. Why so earnestly seek you to put up that letter?

11 I / 2
  • What paper were you reading?
  • What paper were you reading?
  • Edmund. I know no news, my lord.

    Earl of Gloucester. What paper were you reading?

12 I / 2
  • No? What needed then that terrible dispatch of it into your
    pocket? The qual...
  • No? What needed then that terrible dispatch of it into your
    pocket? The quality of nothing hath not such need to hide
    itself. Let's see. Come, if it be nothing, I shall not need
    spectacles.
  • Edmund. Nothing, my lord.

    Earl of Gloucester. No? What needed then that terrible dispatch of it into your
    pocket? The quality of nothing hath not such need to hide
    itself. Let's see. Come, if it be nothing, I shall not need
    spectacles.

13 I / 2
  • Give me the letter, sir.
  • Give me the letter, sir.
  • Edmund. I beseech you, sir, pardon me. It is a letter from my brother
    that I have not all o'er-read; and for so much as I have
    perus'd, I find it not fit for your o'erlooking.

    Earl of Gloucester. Give me the letter, sir.

14 I / 2
  • Let's see, let's see!
  • Let's see, let's see!
  • Edmund. I shall offend, either to detain or give it. The contents, as
    in part I understand them, are to blame.

    Earl of Gloucester. Let's see, let's see!

15 I / 2
  • [reads] 'This policy and reverence of age makes the world
    bitter to the best...
  • [reads] 'This policy and reverence of age makes the world
    bitter to the best of our times; keeps our fortunes from us
    till our oldness cannot relish them. I begin to find an idle
    and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sways,
    not as it hath power, but as it is suffer'd. Come to me, that
    of this I may speak more. If our father would sleep till I
    wak'd him, you should enjoy half his revenue for ever, and live
    the beloved of your brother,
    'EDGAR.'
    Hum! Conspiracy? 'Sleep till I wak'd him, you should enjoy half
    his revenue.' My son Edgar! Had he a hand to write this? a heart
    and brain to breed it in? When came this to you? Who brought it?
  • Edmund. I hope, for my brother's justification, he wrote this but as
    an essay or taste of my virtue.

    Earl of Gloucester. [reads] 'This policy and reverence of age makes the world
    bitter to the best of our times; keeps our fortunes from us
    till our oldness cannot relish them. I begin to find an idle
    and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sways,
    not as it hath power, but as it is suffer'd. Come to me, that
    of this I may speak more. If our father would sleep till I
    wak'd him, you should enjoy half his revenue for ever, and live
    the beloved of your brother,
    'EDGAR.'
    Hum! Conspiracy? 'Sleep till I wak'd him, you should enjoy half
    his revenue.' My son Edgar! Had he a hand to write this? a heart
    and brain to breed it in? When came this to you? Who brought it?

16 I / 2
  • You know the character to be your brother's?
  • You know the character to be your brother's?
  • Edmund. It was not brought me, my lord: there's the cunning of it. I
    found it thrown in at the casement of my closet.

    Earl of Gloucester. You know the character to be your brother's?

17 I / 2
  • It is his.
  • It is his.
  • Edmund. If the matter were good, my lord, I durst swear it were his;
    but in respect of that, I would fain think it were not.

    Earl of Gloucester. It is his.

18 I / 2
  • Hath he never before sounded you in this business?
  • Hath he never before sounded you in this business?
  • Edmund. It is his hand, my lord; but I hope his heart is not in the
    contents.

    Earl of Gloucester. Hath he never before sounded you in this business?

19 I / 2
  • O villain, villain! His very opinion in the letter! Abhorred
    villain! Unnatu...
  • O villain, villain! His very opinion in the letter! Abhorred
    villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish villain! worse than
    brutish! Go, sirrah, seek him. I'll apprehend him. Abominable
    villain! Where is he?
  • Edmund. Never, my lord. But I have heard him oft maintain it to be fit
    that, sons at perfect age, and fathers declining, the father
    should be as ward to the son, and the son manage his revenue.

    Earl of Gloucester. O villain, villain! His very opinion in the letter! Abhorred
    villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish villain! worse than
    brutish! Go, sirrah, seek him. I'll apprehend him. Abominable
    villain! Where is he?

20 I / 2
  • Think you so?
  • Think you so?
  • Edmund. I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please you to suspend
    your indignation against my brother till you can derive from him
    better testimony of his intent, you should run a certain course;
    where, if you violently proceed against him, mistaking his
    purpose, it would make a great gap in your own honour and shake
    in pieces the heart of his obedience. I dare pawn down my life
    for him that he hath writ this to feel my affection to your
    honour, and to no other pretence of danger.

    Earl of Gloucester. Think you so?

21 I / 2
  • He cannot be such a monster.
  • He cannot be such a monster.
  • Edmund. If your honour judge it meet, I will place you where you shall
    hear us confer of this and by an auricular assurance have your
    satisfaction, and that without any further delay than this very
    evening.

    Earl of Gloucester. He cannot be such a monster.

22 I / 2
  • To his father, that so tenderly and entirely loves him.
    Heaven and earth! Ed...
  • To his father, that so tenderly and entirely loves him.
    Heaven and earth! Edmund, seek him out; wind me into him, I pray
    you; frame the business after your own wisdom. I would unstate
    myself to be in a due resolution.
  • Edmund. Nor is not, sure.

    Earl of Gloucester. To his father, that so tenderly and entirely loves him.
    Heaven and earth! Edmund, seek him out; wind me into him, I pray
    you; frame the business after your own wisdom. I would unstate
    myself to be in a due resolution.

23 I / 2
  • These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to
    us. Though the wi...
  • These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to
    us. Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet
    nature finds itself scourg'd by the sequent effects. Love cools,
    friendship falls off, brothers divide. In cities, mutinies; in
    countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond crack'd
    'twixt son and father. This villain of mine comes under the
    prediction; there's son against father: the King falls from bias
    of nature; there's father against child. We have seen the best
    of our time. Machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all
    ruinous disorders follow us disquietly to our graves. Find out
    this villain, Edmund; it shall lose thee nothing; do it
    carefully. And the noble and true-hearted Kent banish'd! his
    offence, honesty! 'Tis strange. Exit.
  • Edmund. I will seek him, sir, presently; convey the business as I
    shall find means, and acquaint you withal.

    Earl of Gloucester. These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to
    us. Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet
    nature finds itself scourg'd by the sequent effects. Love cools,
    friendship falls off, brothers divide. In cities, mutinies; in
    countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond crack'd
    'twixt son and father. This villain of mine comes under the
    prediction; there's son against father: the King falls from bias
    of nature; there's father against child. We have seen the best
    of our time. Machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all
    ruinous disorders follow us disquietly to our graves. Find out
    this villain, Edmund; it shall lose thee nothing; do it
    carefully. And the noble and true-hearted Kent banish'd! his
    offence, honesty! 'Tis strange. Exit.

24 II / 1
  • Now, Edmund, where's the villain?
  • Now, Edmund, where's the villain?
  • Edmund. I hear my father coming. Pardon me!
    In cunning I must draw my sword upon you.
    Draw, seem to defend yourself; now quit you well.-
    Yield! Come before my father. Light, ho, here!
    Fly, brother.- Torches, torches!- So farewell.
    [Exit Edgar.]
    Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion
    Of my more fierce endeavour. [Stabs his arm.] I have seen
    drunkards
    Do more than this in sport.- Father, father!-
    Stop, stop! No help?

    Earl of Gloucester. Now, Edmund, where's the villain?

25 II / 1
  • But where is he?
  • But where is he?
  • Edmund. Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sword out,
    Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the moon
    To stand 's auspicious mistress.

    Earl of Gloucester. But where is he?

26 II / 1
  • Where is the villain, Edmund?
  • Where is the villain, Edmund?
  • Edmund. Look, sir, I bleed.

    Earl of Gloucester. Where is the villain, Edmund?

27 II / 1
  • Pursue him, ho! Go after. [Exeunt some Servants].
    By no means what?
  • Pursue him, ho! Go after. [Exeunt some Servants].
    By no means what?
  • Edmund. Fled this way, sir. When by no means he could-

    Earl of Gloucester. Pursue him, ho! Go after. [Exeunt some Servants].
    By no means what?

28 II / 1
  • Let him fly far.
    Not in this land shall he remain uncaught;
    And found- d...
  • Let him fly far.
    Not in this land shall he remain uncaught;
    And found- dispatch. The noble Duke my master,
    My worthy arch and patron, comes to-night.
    By his authority I will proclaim it
    That he which find, him shall deserve our thanks,
    Bringing the murderous caitiff to the stake;
    He that conceals him, death.
  • Edmund. Persuade me to the murther of your lordship;
    But that I told him the revenging gods
    'Gainst parricides did all their thunders bend;
    Spoke with how manifold and strong a bond
    The child was bound to th' father- sir, in fine,
    Seeing how loathly opposite I stood
    To his unnatural purpose, in fell motion
    With his prepared sword he charges home
    My unprovided body, lanch'd mine arm;
    But when he saw my best alarum'd spirits,
    Bold in the quarrel's right, rous'd to th' encounter,
    Or whether gasted by the noise I made,
    Full suddenly he fled.

    Earl of Gloucester. Let him fly far.
    Not in this land shall he remain uncaught;
    And found- dispatch. The noble Duke my master,
    My worthy arch and patron, comes to-night.
    By his authority I will proclaim it
    That he which find, him shall deserve our thanks,
    Bringing the murderous caitiff to the stake;
    He that conceals him, death.

29 II / 1
  • Strong and fast'ned villain!
    Would he deny his letter? I never got him.
    ...
  • 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.
  • Edmund. When I dissuaded him from his intent
    And found him pight to do it, with curst speech
    I threaten'd to discover him. He replied,
    'Thou unpossessing bastard, dost thou think,
    If I would stand against thee, would the reposal
    Of any trust, virtue, or worth in thee
    Make thy words faith'd? No. What I should deny
    (As this I would; ay, though thou didst produce
    My very character), I'ld turn it all
    To thy suggestion, plot, and damned practice;
    And thou must make a dullard of the world,
    If they not thought the profits of my death
    Were very pregnant and potential spurs
    To make thee seek it.'

    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.

30 II / 1
  • O madam, my old heart is crack'd, it's crack'd!
  • O madam, my old heart is crack'd, it's crack'd!
  • Regan. If it be true, all vengeance comes too short
    Which can pursue th' offender. How dost, my lord?

    Earl of Gloucester. O madam, my old heart is crack'd, it's crack'd!

31 II / 1
  • O lady, lady, shame would have it hid!
  • O lady, lady, shame would have it hid!
  • Regan. What, did my father's godson seek your life?
    He whom my father nam'd? Your Edgar?

    Earl of Gloucester. O lady, lady, shame would have it hid!

32 II / 1
  • I know not, madam. 'Tis too bad, too bad!
  • I know not, madam. 'Tis too bad, too bad!
  • Regan. Was he not companion with the riotous knights
    That tend upon my father?

    Earl of Gloucester. I know not, madam. 'Tis too bad, too bad!

33 II / 1
  • He did bewray his practice, and receiv'd
    This hurt you see, striving to appr...
  • He did bewray his practice, and receiv'd
    This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him.
  • Edmund. 'Twas my duty, sir.

    Earl of Gloucester. He did bewray his practice, and receiv'd
    This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him.

34 II / 1
  • Ay, my good lord.
  • Ay, my good lord.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Is he pursued?

    Earl of Gloucester. Ay, my good lord.

35 II / 1
  • For him I thank your Grace.
  • For him I thank your Grace.
  • Edmund. I shall serve you, sir,
    Truly, however else.

    Earl of Gloucester. For him I thank your Grace.

36 II / 1
  • I serve you, madam.
    Your Graces are right welcome.
  • I serve you, madam.
    Your Graces are right welcome.
  • Regan. Thus out of season, threading dark-ey'd night.
    Occasions, noble Gloucester, of some poise,
    Wherein we must have use of your advice.
    Our father he hath writ, so hath our sister,
    Of differences, which I best thought it fit
    To answer from our home. The several messengers
    From hence attend dispatch. Our good old friend,
    Lay comforts to your bosom, and bestow
    Your needful counsel to our business,
    Which craves the instant use.

    Earl of Gloucester. I serve you, madam.
    Your Graces are right welcome.

37 II / 2
  • Weapons? arms? What's the matter here?
  • Weapons? arms? What's the matter here?
  • Earl of Kent. With you, goodman boy, an you please! Come, I'll flesh ye!
    Come on, young master!

    Earl of Gloucester. Weapons? arms? What's the matter here?

38 II / 2
  • How fell you out? Say that.
  • How fell you out? Say that.
  • Duke of Cornwall. What, art thou mad, old fellow?

    Earl of Gloucester. How fell you out? Say that.

39 II / 2
  • Let me beseech your Grace not to do so.
    His fault is much, and the good King...
  • 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. This is a fellow of the selfsame colour
    Our sister speaks of. Come, bring away the stocks!

    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.

40 II / 2
  • I am sorry for thee, friend. 'Tis the Duke's pleasure,
    Whose disposition, al...
  • 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.
  • Regan. My sister may receive it much more worse,
    To have her gentleman abus'd, assaulted,
    For following her affairs. Put in his legs.-
    [Kent is put in the stocks.]
    Come, my good lord, away.

    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.

41 II / 2
  • The Duke 's to blame in this; 'twill be ill taken. Exit.
  • The Duke 's to blame in this; 'twill be ill taken. Exit.
  • 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!

    Earl of Gloucester. The Duke 's to blame in this; 'twill be ill taken. Exit.

42 II / 4
  • My dear lord,
    You know the fiery quality of the Duke,
    How unremovable an...
  • My dear lord,
    You know the fiery quality of the Duke,
    How unremovable and fix'd he is
    In his own course.
  • Lear. Deny to speak with me? They are sick? they are weary?
    They have travell'd all the night? Mere fetches-
    The images of revolt and flying off!
    Fetch me a better answer.

    Earl of Gloucester. My dear lord,
    You know the fiery quality of the Duke,
    How unremovable and fix'd he is
    In his own course.

43 II / 4
  • Well, my good lord, I have inform'd them so.
  • Well, my good lord, I have inform'd them so.
  • Lear. Vengeance! plague! death! confusion!
    Fiery? What quality? Why, Gloucester, Gloucester,
    I'ld speak with the Duke of Cornwall and his wife.

    Earl of Gloucester. Well, my good lord, I have inform'd them so.

44 II / 4
  • Ay, my good lord.
  • Ay, my good lord.
  • Lear. Inform'd them? Dost thou understand me, man?

    Earl of Gloucester. Ay, my good lord.

45 II / 4
  • I would have all well betwixt you. Exit.
  • I would have all well betwixt you. Exit.
  • Lear. The King would speak with Cornwall; the dear father
    Would with his daughter speak, commands her service.
    Are they inform'd of this? My breath and blood!
    Fiery? the fiery Duke? Tell the hot Duke that-
    No, but not yet! May be he is not well.
    Infirmity doth still neglect all office
    Whereto our health is bound. We are not ourselves
    When nature, being oppress'd, commands the mind
    To suffer with the body. I'll forbear;
    And am fallen out with my more headier will,
    To take the indispos'd and sickly fit
    For the sound man.- Death on my state! Wherefore
    Should he sit here? This act persuades me
    That this remotion of the Duke and her
    Is practice only. Give me my servant forth.
    Go tell the Duke and 's wife I'ld speak with them-
    Now, presently. Bid them come forth and hear me,
    Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum
    Till it cry sleep to death.

    Earl of Gloucester. I would have all well betwixt you. Exit.

46 II / 4
  • The King is in high rage.
  • The King is in high rage.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Followed the old man forth.
    [Enter Gloucester.]
    He is return'd.

    Earl of Gloucester. The King is in high rage.

47 II / 4
  • He calls to horse, but will I know not whither.
  • He calls to horse, but will I know not whither.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Whither is he going?

    Earl of Gloucester. He calls to horse, but will I know not whither.

48 II / 4
  • Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds
    Do sorely ruffle. For many mi...
  • Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds
    Do sorely ruffle. For many miles about
    There's scarce a bush.
  • Goneril. My lord, entreat him by no means to stay.

    Earl of Gloucester. Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds
    Do sorely ruffle. For many miles about
    There's scarce a bush.

49 III / 3
  • Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this unnatural dealing! When
    I desir'd thei...
  • Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this unnatural dealing! When
    I desir'd their leave that I might pity him, they took from me
    the use of mine own house, charg'd me on pain of perpetual
    displeasure neither to speak of him, entreat for him, nor any
    way sustain him.
  • Fool. 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 burn'd, but wenches' suitors;
    When every case in law is right,
    No squire in debt nor no poor knight;
    When slanders do not live in tongues,
    Nor cutpurses come not to throngs;
    When usurers tell their gold i' th' field,
    And bawds and whores do churches build:
    Then shall the realm of Albion
    Come to great confusion.
    Then comes the time, who lives to see't,
    That going shall be us'd with feet.
    This prophecy Merlin shall make, for I live before his time. Exit.

    Earl of Gloucester. Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this unnatural dealing! When
    I desir'd their leave that I might pity him, they took from me
    the use of mine own house, charg'd me on pain of perpetual
    displeasure neither to speak of him, entreat for him, nor any
    way sustain him.

50 III / 3
  • Go to; say you nothing. There is division betwixt the Dukes,
    and a worse mat...
  • Go to; say you nothing. There is division betwixt the Dukes,
    and a worse matter than that. I have received a letter this
    night- 'tis dangerous to be spoken- I have lock'd the letter in
    my closet. These injuries the King now bears will be revenged
    home; there's part of a power already footed; we must incline to
    the King. I will seek him and privily relieve him. Go you and
    maintain talk with the Duke, that my charity be not of him
    perceived. If he ask for me, I am ill and gone to bed. Though I
    die for't, as no less is threat'ned me, the King my old master
    must be relieved. There is some strange thing toward, Edmund.
    Pray you be careful. Exit.
  • Edmund. Most savage and unnatural!

    Earl of Gloucester. Go to; say you nothing. There is division betwixt the Dukes,
    and a worse matter than that. I have received a letter this
    night- 'tis dangerous to be spoken- I have lock'd the letter in
    my closet. These injuries the King now bears will be revenged
    home; there's part of a power already footed; we must incline to
    the King. I will seek him and privily relieve him. Go you and
    maintain talk with the Duke, that my charity be not of him
    perceived. If he ask for me, I am ill and gone to bed. Though I
    die for't, as no less is threat'ned me, the King my old master
    must be relieved. There is some strange thing toward, Edmund.
    Pray you be careful. Exit.

51 III / 4
  • What are you there? Your names?
  • What are you there? Your names?
  • Earl of Kent. Who's there? What is't you seek?

    Earl of Gloucester. What are you there? Your names?

52 III / 4
  • What, hath your Grace no better company?
  • What, hath your Grace no better company?
  • Edgar. Poor Tom, that eats the swimming frog, the toad, the todpole,
    the wall-newt and the water; that in the fury of his heart, when
    the foul fiend rages, eats cow-dung for sallets, swallows the
    old rat and the ditch-dog, drinks the green mantle of the
    standing pool; who is whipp'd from tithing to tithing, and
    stock-punish'd and imprison'd; who hath had three suits to his
    back, six shirts to his body, horse to ride, and weapons to
    wear;
    But mice and rats, and such small deer,
    Have been Tom's food for seven long year.
    Beware my follower. Peace, Smulkin! peace, thou fiend!

    Earl of Gloucester. What, hath your Grace no better company?

53 III / 4
  • Our flesh and blood is grown so vile, my lord,
    That it doth hate what gets i...
  • Our flesh and blood is grown so vile, my lord,
    That it doth hate what gets it.
  • Edgar. The prince of darkness is a gentleman!
    Modo he's call'd, and Mahu.

    Earl of Gloucester. Our flesh and blood is grown so vile, my lord,
    That it doth hate what gets it.

54 III / 4
  • Go in with me. My duty cannot suffer
    T' obey in all your daughters' hard com...
  • Go in with me. My duty cannot suffer
    T' obey in all your daughters' hard commands.
    Though their injunction be to bar my doors
    And let this tyrannous night take hold upon you,
    Yet have I ventur'd to come seek you out
    And bring you where both fire and food is ready.
  • Edgar. Poor Tom 's acold.

    Earl of Gloucester. Go in with me. My duty cannot suffer
    T' obey in all your daughters' hard commands.
    Though their injunction be to bar my doors
    And let this tyrannous night take hold upon you,
    Yet have I ventur'd to come seek you out
    And bring you where both fire and food is ready.

55 III / 4
  • Canst thou blame him? [Storm still.]
    His daughters seek his death. Ah, that...
  • Canst thou blame him? [Storm still.]
    His daughters seek his death. Ah, that good Kent!
    He said it would be thus- poor banish'd man!
    Thou say'st the King grows mad: I'll tell thee, friend,
    I am almost mad myself. I had a son,
    Now outlaw'd from my blood. He sought my life
    But lately, very late. I lov'd him, friend-
    No father his son dearer. True to tell thee,
    The grief hath craz'd my wits. What a night 's this!
    I do beseech your Grace-
  • Earl of Kent. Importune him once more to go, my lord.
    His wits begin t' unsettle.

    Earl of Gloucester. Canst thou blame him? [Storm still.]
    His daughters seek his death. Ah, that good Kent!
    He said it would be thus- poor banish'd man!
    Thou say'st the King grows mad: I'll tell thee, friend,
    I am almost mad myself. I had a son,
    Now outlaw'd from my blood. He sought my life
    But lately, very late. I lov'd him, friend-
    No father his son dearer. True to tell thee,
    The grief hath craz'd my wits. What a night 's this!
    I do beseech your Grace-

56 III / 4
  • In, fellow, there, into th' hovel; keep thee warm.
  • In, fellow, there, into th' hovel; keep thee warm.
  • Edgar. Tom's acold.

    Earl of Gloucester. In, fellow, there, into th' hovel; keep thee warm.

57 III / 4
  • Take him you on.
  • Take him you on.
  • Earl of Kent. Good my lord, soothe him; let him take the fellow.

    Earl of Gloucester. Take him you on.

58 III / 4
  • No words, no words! hush.
  • No words, no words! hush.
  • Lear. Come, good Athenian.

    Earl of Gloucester. No words, no words! hush.

59 III / 6
  • Here is better than the open air; take it thankfully. I will
    piece out the c...
  • 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.
  • Duke of Cornwall. I will lay trust upon thee, and thou shalt find a dearer
    father in my love.

    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.

60 III / 6
  • Come hither, friend. Where is the King my master?
  • Come hither, friend. Where is the King my master?
  • Fool. And I'll go to bed at noon.

    Earl of Gloucester. Come hither, friend. Where is the King my master?

61 III / 6
  • Good friend, I prithee take him in thy arms.
    I have o'erheard a plot of deat...
  • 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. Here, sir; but trouble him not; his wits are gone.

    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.

62 III / 6
  • Come, come, away!
  • Come, come, away!
  • 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.

    Earl of Gloucester. Come, come, away!

63 III / 7
  • What mean, your Graces? Good my friends, consider
    You are my guests. Do me n...
  • What mean, your Graces? Good my friends, consider
    You are my guests. Do me no foul play, friends.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Bind fast his corky arms.

    Earl of Gloucester. What mean, your Graces? Good my friends, consider
    You are my guests. Do me no foul play, friends.

64 III / 7
  • Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none.
  • Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none.
  • Regan. Hard, hard. O filthy traitor!

    Earl of Gloucester. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none.

65 III / 7
  • By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done
    To pluck me by the beard.
  • By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done
    To pluck me by the beard.
  • Duke of Cornwall. To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find-

    Earl of Gloucester. By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done
    To pluck me by the beard.

66 III / 7
  • Naughty lady,
    These hairs which thou dost ravish from my chin
    Will quick...
  • 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?
  • Regan. So white, and such a traitor!

    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?

67 III / 7
  • I have a letter guessingly set down,
    Which came from one that's of a neutral...
  • I have a letter guessingly set down,
    Which came from one that's of a neutral heart,
    And not from one oppos'd.
  • Regan. To whose hands have you sent the lunatic King?
    Speak.

    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.

68 III / 7
  • To Dover.
  • To Dover.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Where hast thou sent the King?

    Earl of Gloucester. To Dover.

69 III / 7
  • I am tied to th' stake, and I must stand the course.
  • I am tied to th' stake, and I must stand the course.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that.

    Earl of Gloucester. I am tied to th' stake, and I must stand the course.

70 III / 7
  • Because I would not see thy cruel nails
    Pluck out his poor old eyes; nor thy...
  • 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.
  • Regan. Wherefore to Dover, sir?

    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.

71 III / 7
  • He that will think to live till he be old,
    Give me some help!- O cruel! O ye...
  • He that will think to live till he be old,
    Give me some help!- O cruel! O ye gods!
  • Duke of Cornwall. See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.
    Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.

    Earl of Gloucester. He that will think to live till he be old,
    Give me some help!- O cruel! O ye gods!

72 III / 7
  • All dark and comfortless! Where's my son Edmund?
    Edmund, enkindle all the sp...
  • All dark and comfortless! Where's my son Edmund?
    Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature
    To quit this horrid act.
  • Duke of Cornwall. Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
    Where is thy lustre now?

    Earl of Gloucester. All dark and comfortless! Where's my son Edmund?
    Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature
    To quit this horrid act.

73 III / 7
  • O my follies! Then Edgar was abus'd.
    Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper...
  • O my follies! Then Edgar was abus'd.
    Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him!
  • Regan. 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.

    Earl of Gloucester. O my follies! Then Edgar was abus'd.
    Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him!

74 IV / 1
  • Away, get thee away! Good friend, be gone.
    Thy comforts can do me no good at...
  • Away, get thee away! Good friend, be gone.
    Thy comforts can do me no good at all;
    Thee they may hurt.
  • Old Man. O my good lord,
    I have been your tenant, and your father's tenant,
    These fourscore years.

    Earl of Gloucester. Away, get thee away! Good friend, be gone.
    Thy comforts can do me no good at all;
    Thee they may hurt.

75 IV / 1
  • I have no way, and therefore want no eyes;
    I stumbled when I saw. Full oft '...
  • I have no way, and therefore want no eyes;
    I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen
    Our means secure us, and our mere defects
    Prove our commodities. Ah dear son Edgar,
    The food of thy abused father's wrath!
    Might I but live to see thee in my touch,
    I'ld say I had eyes again!
  • Old Man. You cannot see your way.

    Earl of Gloucester. I have no way, and therefore want no eyes;
    I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen
    Our means secure us, and our mere defects
    Prove our commodities. Ah dear son Edgar,
    The food of thy abused father's wrath!
    Might I but live to see thee in my touch,
    I'ld say I had eyes again!

76 IV / 1
  • Is it a beggarman?
  • Is it a beggarman?
  • Old Man. Fellow, where goest?

    Earl of Gloucester. Is it a beggarman?

77 IV / 1
  • He has some reason, else he could not beg.
    I' th' last night's storm I such...
  • He has some reason, else he could not beg.
    I' th' last night's storm I such a fellow saw,
    Which made me think a man a worm. My son
    Came then into my mind, and yet my mind
    Was then scarce friends with him. I have heard more since.
    As flies to wanton boys are we to th' gods.
    They kill us for their sport.
  • Old Man. Madman and beggar too.

    Earl of Gloucester. He has some reason, else he could not beg.
    I' th' last night's storm I such a fellow saw,
    Which made me think a man a worm. My son
    Came then into my mind, and yet my mind
    Was then scarce friends with him. I have heard more since.
    As flies to wanton boys are we to th' gods.
    They kill us for their sport.

78 IV / 1
  • Is that the naked fellow?
  • Is that the naked fellow?
  • Edgar. [aside] How should this be?
    Bad is the trade that must play fool to sorrow,
    Ang'ring itself and others.- Bless thee, master!

    Earl of Gloucester. Is that the naked fellow?

79 IV / 1
  • Then prithee get thee gone. If for my sake
    Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mil...
  • Then prithee get thee gone. If for my sake
    Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mile or twain
    I' th' way toward Dover, do it for ancient love;
    And bring some covering for this naked soul,
    Who I'll entreat to lead me.
  • Old Man. Ay, my lord.

    Earl of Gloucester. Then prithee get thee gone. If for my sake
    Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mile or twain
    I' th' way toward Dover, do it for ancient love;
    And bring some covering for this naked soul,
    Who I'll entreat to lead me.

80 IV / 1
  • 'Tis the time's plague when madmen lead the blind.
    Do as I bid thee, or rath...
  • 'Tis the time's plague when madmen lead the blind.
    Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure.
    Above the rest, be gone.
  • Old Man. Alack, sir, he is mad!

    Earl of Gloucester. 'Tis the time's plague when madmen lead the blind.
    Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure.
    Above the rest, be gone.

81 IV / 1
  • Sirrah naked fellow-
  • Sirrah naked fellow-
  • Old Man. I'll bring him the best 'parel that I have,
    Come on't what will. Exit.

    Earl of Gloucester. Sirrah naked fellow-

82 IV / 1
  • Come hither, fellow.
  • Come hither, fellow.
  • Edgar. Poor Tom's acold. [Aside] I cannot daub it further.

    Earl of Gloucester. Come hither, fellow.

83 IV / 1
  • Know'st thou the way to Dover?
  • Know'st thou the way to Dover?
  • Edgar. [aside] And yet I must.- Bless thy sweet eyes, they bleed.

    Earl of Gloucester. Know'st thou the way to Dover?

84 IV / 1
  • Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens' plagues
    Have humbled to all st...
  • Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens' plagues
    Have humbled to all strokes. 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 does not feel, feel your pow'r quickly;
    So distribution should undo excess,
    And each man have enough. Dost thou know Dover?
  • Edgar. Both stile and gate, horseway and footpath. Poor Tom hath been
    scar'd out of his good wits. Bless thee, good man's son, from
    the foul fiend! Five fiends have been in poor Tom at once: of
    lust, as Obidicut; Hobbididence, prince of dumbness; Mahu, of
    stealing; Modo, of murder; Flibbertigibbet, of mopping and
    mowing, who since possesses chambermaids and waiting women. So,
    bless thee, master!

    Earl of Gloucester. Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens' plagues
    Have humbled to all strokes. 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 does not feel, feel your pow'r quickly;
    So distribution should undo excess,
    And each man have enough. Dost thou know Dover?

85 IV / 1
  • There is a cliff, whose high and bending head
    Looks fearfully in the confine...
  • There is a cliff, whose high and bending head
    Looks fearfully in the confined deep.
    Bring me but to the very brim of it,
    And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear
    With something rich about me. From that place
    I shall no leading need.
  • Edgar. Ay, master.

    Earl of Gloucester. There is a cliff, whose high and bending head
    Looks fearfully in the confined deep.
    Bring me but to the very brim of it,
    And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear
    With something rich about me. From that place
    I shall no leading need.

86 IV / 6
  • When shall I come to th' top of that same hill?
  • When shall I come to th' top of that same hill?
  • Regan. Fare thee well. Exeunt.

    Earl of Gloucester. When shall I come to th' top of that same hill?

87 IV / 6
  • Methinks the ground is even.
  • Methinks the ground is even.
  • Edgar. You do climb up it now. Look how we labour.

    Earl of Gloucester. Methinks the ground is even.

88 IV / 6
  • No, truly.
  • No, truly.
  • Edgar. Horrible steep.
    Hark, do you hear the sea?

    Earl of Gloucester. No, truly.

89 IV / 6
  • So may it be indeed.
    Methinks thy voice is alter'd, and thou speak'st
    In...
  • So may it be indeed.
    Methinks thy voice is alter'd, and thou speak'st
    In better phrase and matter than thou didst.
  • Edgar. Why, then, your other senses grow imperfect
    By your eyes' anguish.

    Earl of Gloucester. So may it be indeed.
    Methinks thy voice is alter'd, and thou speak'st
    In better phrase and matter than thou didst.

90 IV / 6
  • Methinks y'are better spoken.
  • Methinks y'are better spoken.
  • Edgar. Y'are much deceiv'd. In nothing am I chang'd
    But in my garments.

    Earl of Gloucester. Methinks y'are better spoken.

91 IV / 6
  • Set me where you stand.
  • Set me where you stand.
  • Edgar. 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. Halfway down
    Hangs one that gathers sampire- dreadful trade!
    Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.
    The fishermen that walk upon the beach
    Appear like mice; and yond tall anchoring bark,
    Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy
    Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge
    That on th' unnumb'red idle pebble chafes
    Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more,
    Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight
    Topple down headlong.

    Earl of Gloucester. Set me where you stand.

92 IV / 6
  • Let go my hand.
    Here, friend, is another purse; in it a jewel
    Well worth...
  • Let go my hand.
    Here, friend, is another purse; in it a jewel
    Well worth a poor man's taking. Fairies and gods
    Prosper it with thee! Go thou further off;
    Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going.
  • Edgar. Give me your hand. You are now within a foot
    Of th' extreme verge. For all beneath the moon
    Would I not leap upright.

    Earl of Gloucester. Let go my hand.
    Here, friend, is another purse; in it a jewel
    Well worth a poor man's taking. Fairies and gods
    Prosper it with thee! Go thou further off;
    Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going.

93 IV / 6
  • With all my heart.
  • With all my heart.
  • Edgar. Now fare ye well, good sir.

    Earl of Gloucester. With all my heart.

94 IV / 6
  • O you mighty gods! He kneels.
    This world I do ren...
  • O you mighty gods! He kneels.
    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 your 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.
    He falls [forward and swoons].
  • Edgar. [aside]. Why I do trifle thus with his despair
    Is done to cure it.

    Earl of Gloucester. O you mighty gods! He kneels.
    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 your 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.
    He falls [forward and swoons].

95 IV / 6
  • Away, and let me die.
  • Away, and let me die.
  • Edgar. Gone, sir, farewell.-
    And yet I know not how conceit may rob
    The treasury of life when life itself
    Yields to the theft. Had he been where he thought,
    By this had thought been past.- Alive or dead?
    Ho you, sir! friend! Hear you, sir? Speak!-
    Thus might he pass indeed. Yet he revives.
    What are you, sir?

    Earl of Gloucester. Away, and let me die.

96 IV / 6
  • But have I fall'n, or no?
  • But have I fall'n, or no?
  • Edgar. Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, feathers, air,
    So many fadom down precipitating,
    Thou'dst shiver'd like an egg; but thou dost breathe;
    Hast heavy substance; bleed'st not; speak'st; art sound.
    Ten masts at each make not the altitude
    Which thou hast perpendicularly fell.
    Thy life is a miracle. Speak yet again.

    Earl of Gloucester. But have I fall'n, or no?

97 IV / 6
  • Alack, I have no eyes!
    Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit
    To end itse...
  • Alack, I have no eyes!
    Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit
    To end itself by death? 'Twas yet some comfort
    When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage
    And frustrate his proud will.
  • Edgar. From the dread summit of this chalky bourn.
    Look up a-height. The shrill-gorg'd lark so far
    Cannot be seen or heard. Do but look up.

    Earl of Gloucester. Alack, I have no eyes!
    Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit
    To end itself by death? 'Twas yet some comfort
    When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage
    And frustrate his proud will.

98 IV / 6
  • Too well, too well.
  • Too well, too well.
  • Edgar. Give me your arm.
    Up- so. How is't? Feel you your legs? You stand.

    Earl of Gloucester. Too well, too well.

99 IV / 6
  • A poor unfortunate beggar.
  • A poor unfortunate beggar.
  • Edgar. This is above all strangeness.
    Upon the crown o' th' cliff what thing was that
    Which parted from you?

    Earl of Gloucester. A poor unfortunate beggar.

100 IV / 6
  • I do remember now. Henceforth I'll bear
    Affliction till it do cry out itself...
  • I do remember now. Henceforth I'll bear
    Affliction till it do cry out itself
    'Enough, enough,' and die. That thing you speak of,
    I took it for a man. Often 'twould say
    'The fiend, the fiend'- he led me to that place.
  • Edgar. As I stood here below, methought his eyes
    Were two full moons; he had a thousand noses,Horns whelk'd and wav'd like the enridged sea.
    It was some fiend. Therefore, thou happy father,
    Think that the clearest gods, who make them honours
    Of men's impossibility, have preserv'd thee.

    Earl of Gloucester. I do remember now. Henceforth I'll bear
    Affliction till it do cry out itself
    'Enough, enough,' and die. That thing you speak of,
    I took it for a man. Often 'twould say
    'The fiend, the fiend'- he led me to that place.

101 IV / 6
  • I know that voice.
  • I know that voice.
  • Lear. Pass.

    Earl of Gloucester. I know that voice.

102 IV / 6
  • The trick of that voice I do well remember.
    Is't not the King?
  • The trick of that voice I do well remember.
    Is't not the King?
  • Lear. Ha! Goneril with a white beard? They flatter'd me like a dog,
    and told me I had white hairs in my beard ere the black ones
    were there. To say 'ay' and 'no' to everything I said! 'Ay' and
    'no' too was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet me
    once, and the wind to make me chatter; when the thunder would
    not peace at my bidding; there I found 'em, there I smelt 'em
    out. Go to, they are not men o' their words! They told me I was
    everything. 'Tis a lie- I am not ague-proof.

    Earl of Gloucester. The trick of that voice I do well remember.
    Is't not the King?

103 IV / 6
  • O, let me kiss that hand!
  • O, let me kiss that hand!
  • Lear. 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, and 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 'tween the lawful sheets.
    To't, luxury, pell-mell! for I lack soldiers.
    Behold yond simp'ring dame,
    Whose face between her forks presageth snow,
    That minces virtue, and does shake the head
    To hear of pleasure's name.
    The fitchew nor the soiled horse goes to't
    With a more riotous appetite.
    Down from the waist they are Centaurs,
    Though women all above.
    But to the girdle do the gods inherit,
    Beneath is all the fiend's.
    There's hell, there's darkness, there's the sulphurous pit;
    burning, scalding, stench, consumption. Fie, fie, fie! pah, pah!
    Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my
    imagination. There's money for thee.

    Earl of Gloucester. O, let me kiss that hand!

104 IV / 6
  • O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world
    Shall so wear out to naught. Dost...
  • O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world
    Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou know me?
  • Lear. Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.

    Earl of Gloucester. O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world
    Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou know me?

105 IV / 6
  • Were all the letters suns, I could not see one.
  • Were all the letters suns, I could not see one.
  • Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny at me?
    No, do thy worst, blind Cupid! I'll not love. Read thou this
    challenge; mark but the penning of it.

    Earl of Gloucester. Were all the letters suns, I could not see one.

106 IV / 6
  • What, with the case of eyes?
  • What, with the case of eyes?
  • Lear. Read.

    Earl of Gloucester. What, with the case of eyes?

107 IV / 6
  • I see it feelingly.
  • I see it feelingly.
  • Lear. O, ho, are you there with me? 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.

    Earl of Gloucester. I see it feelingly.

108 IV / 6
  • Ay, sir.
  • Ay, sir.
  • Lear. What, art mad? A man may see how the world goes with no eyes.
    Look with thine 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?

    Earl of Gloucester. Ay, sir.

109 IV / 6
  • Alack, alack the day!
  • Alack, alack the day!
  • Lear. If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.
    I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester.
    Thou must be patient. We came crying hither;
    Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air
    We wawl and cry. I will preach to thee. Mark.

    Earl of Gloucester. Alack, alack the day!

110 IV / 6
  • You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from me;
    Let not my worser spirit tempt...
  • You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from me;
    Let not my worser spirit tempt me again
    To die before you please!
  • Edgar. I thank you, sir

    Earl of Gloucester. You ever-gentle gods, take my breath from me;
    Let not my worser spirit tempt me again
    To die before you please!

111 IV / 6
  • Now, good sir, what are you?
  • Now, good sir, what are you?
  • Edgar. Well pray you, father.

    Earl of Gloucester. Now, good sir, what are you?

112 IV / 6
  • Hearty thanks.
    The bounty and the benison of heaven
    To boot, and boot!
  • Hearty thanks.
    The bounty and the benison of heaven
    To boot, and boot!
  • Edgar. A most poor man, made tame to fortune's blows,
    Who, by the art of known and feeling sorrows,
    Am pregnant to good pity. Give me your hand;
    I'll lead you to some biding.

    Earl of Gloucester. Hearty thanks.
    The bounty and the benison of heaven
    To boot, and boot!

113 IV / 6
  • Now let thy friendly hand
    Put strength enough to't.
  • Now let thy friendly hand
    Put strength enough to't.
  • Oswald. A proclaim'd prize! Most happy!
    That eyeless head of thine was first fram'd flesh
    To raise my fortunes. Thou old unhappy traitor,
    Briefly thyself remember. The sword is out
    That must destroy thee.

    Earl of Gloucester. Now let thy friendly hand
    Put strength enough to't.

114 IV / 6
  • What, is he dead?
  • What, is he dead?
  • Edgar. I know thee well. A serviceable villain,
    As duteous to the vices of thy mistress
    As badness would desire.

    Earl of Gloucester. What, is he dead?

115 IV / 6
  • The King is mad. How stiff is my vile sense,
    That I stand up, and have ingen...
  • The King is mad. How stiff is my vile sense,
    That I stand up, and have ingenious feeling
    Of my huge sorrows! Better I were distract.
    So should my thoughts be sever'd from my griefs,
    And woes by wrong imaginations lose
    The knowledge of themselves.
  • Edgar. Sit you down, father; rest you.
    Let's see his pockets; these letters that he speaks of
    May be my friends. He's dead. I am only sorry
    He had no other deathsman. Let us see.
    Leave, gentle wax; and, manners, blame us not.
    To know our enemies' minds, we'ld rip their hearts;
    Their papers, is more lawful. Reads the letter.
    'Let our reciprocal vows be rememb'red. You have many
    opportunities to cut him off. If your will want not, time and
    place will be fruitfully offer'd. There is nothing done, if he
    return the conqueror. Then am I the prisoner, and his bed my
    jail; from the loathed warmth whereof deliver me, and supply the
    place for your labour.
    'Your (wife, so I would say) affectionate servant, 'Goneril.'
    O indistinguish'd space of woman's will!
    A plot upon her virtuous husband's life,
    And the exchange my brother! Here in the sands
    Thee I'll rake up, the post unsanctified
    Of murtherous lechers; and in the mature time
    With this ungracious paper strike the sight
    Of the death-practis'd Duke, For him 'tis well
    That of thy death and business I can tell.

    Earl of Gloucester. The King is mad. How stiff is my vile sense,
    That I stand up, and have ingenious feeling
    Of my huge sorrows! Better I were distract.
    So should my thoughts be sever'd from my griefs,
    And woes by wrong imaginations lose
    The knowledge of themselves.

116 V / 2
  • Grace go with you, sir!
  • Grace go with you, sir!
  • Edgar. Here, father, take the shadow of this tree
    For your good host. Pray that the right may thrive.
    If ever I return to you again,
    I'll bring you comfort.

    Earl of Gloucester. Grace go with you, sir!

117 V / 2
  • No further, sir. A man may rot even here.
  • No further, sir. A man may rot even here.
  • Edgar. Away, old man! give me thy hand! away!
    King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta'en.
    Give me thy hand! come on!

    Earl of Gloucester. No further, sir. A man may rot even here.

118 V / 2
  • And that's true too. Exeunt.
  • And that's true too. Exeunt.
  • Edgar. What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure
    Their going hence, even as their coming hither;
    Ripeness is all. Come on.

    Earl of Gloucester. And that's true too. Exeunt.

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