King Lear (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Tragedie of King Lear
95Cor. Nothing.
¶Cor. Vnhappie that I am, I cannot heaue
¶My heart into my mouth: I loue your Maiesty
¶Least you may marre your Fortunes.
¶Cor. Good my Lord,
¶You haue begot me, bred me, lou'd me.
¶I returne those duties backe as are right fit,
105Obey you, Loue you, and most Honour you.
¶They loue you all? Happily when I shall wed,
¶Halfe my loue with him, halfe my Care, and Dutie,
¶Lear. But goes thy heart with this?
¶Cor. I my good Lord.
¶Cor. So young my Lord, and true.
¶For by the sacred radience of the Sunne,
¶The miseries of Heccat and the night:
¶By all the operation of the Orbes,
120Heere I disclaime all my Paternall care,
¶Propinquity and property of blood,
¶And as a stranger to my heart and me,
¶Hold thee from this for euer. The barbarous Scythian,
¶Be as well neighbour'd, pittied, and releeu'd,
¶As thou my sometime Daughter.
¶Kent. Good my Liege.
¶Lear. Peace Kent,
130Come not betweene the Dragon and his wrath,
¶So be my graue my peace, as here I giue
¶Her Fathers heart from her; call France, who stirres?
135Call Burgundy, Cornwall, and Albanie,
¶With my two Daughters Dowres, digest the third,
¶I doe inuest you ioyntly with my power,
¶Preheminence, and all the large effects
¶With reseruation of an hundred Knights,
¶Make with you by due turne, onely we shall retaine
¶The name, and all th'addition to a King: the Sway,
145Reuennew, Execution of the rest,
¶Beloued Sonnes be yours, which to confirme,
¶This Coronet part betweene you.
¶Kent. Royall Lear,
¶Whom I haue euer honor'd as my King,
150Lou'd as my Father, as my Master follow'd,
¶As my great Patron thought on in my praiers.
¶Kent. Let it fall rather, though the forke inuade
¶The region of my heart, be Kent vnmannerly,
155When Lear is mad, what wouldest thou do old man?
¶When power to flattery bowes?
165Lear. Kent, on thy life no more.
¶Kent. My life I neuer held but as pawne
¶Thy safety being motiue.
¶The true blanke of thine eie.
¶Kear. Now by Apollo,
¶Lent. Now by Apollo, King
¶Alb. Cor. Deare Sir forbeare.
¶Or whil'st I can vent clamour from my throate,
180Ile tell thee thou dost euill.
¶Lea. Heare me recreant, on thine allegeance heare me;
¶To come betwixt our sentences, and our power,
185Which, nor our nature, nor our place can beare;
¶Our potencie made good, take thy reward.
¶Fiue dayes we do allot thee for prouision,
¶And on the sixt to turne thy hated backe
190Vpon our kingdome; if on the tenth day following,
¶Thy banisht trunke be found in our Dominions,
¶The moment is thy death, away. By Iupiter,
¶This shall not be reuok'd,
195Freedome liues hence, and banishment is here;
¶The Gods to their deere shelter take thee Maid,
¶And your large speeches, may your deeds approue,
¶That good effects may spring from words of loue:
200Thus Kent, O Princes, bids you all adew,
Exit.
¶
Flourish. Enter Gloster with France, and Bur-
¶gundy, Attendants.
¶Cor. Heere's France and Burgundy, my Noble Lord.
205Lear. My Lord of Bugundie,
¶Hath riuald for our Daughter; what in the least
¶Will you require in present Dower with her,
¶Lear. Right Noble Burgundy,
¶And nothing more may fitly like your Grace,
¶Shee's there, and she is yours.
¶Vnfriended, new adopted to our hate,
¶Take her or, leaue her.
Bur.
