King Lear (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Tragedie of King Lear.
2855Tell me but truly, but then speake the truth,
¶Do you not loue my Sister?
¶Bast. In honour'd Loue.
¶Reg. But haue you neuer found my Brothers way,
¶To the fore-fended place?
2860Bast. No by mine honour, Madam.
¶Be not familiar with her.
¶
Enter with Drum and Colours, Albany, Gonerill, Soldiers.
¶Sir, this I heard, the King is come to his Daughter
¶With others, whom the rigour of our State
¶Forc'd to cry out.
¶Are not the question heere.
¶Alb. Let's then determine with th'ancient of warre
¶On our proceeding.
¶Gon. No.
¶Gon. Oh ho, I know the Riddle, I will goe.
¶
Exeunt both the Armies.
2880
Enter Edgar.
¶Heare me one word.
¶Edg. Before you fight the Battaile, ope this Letter:
2885If you haue victory, let the Trumpet sound
¶For him that brought it: wretched though I seeme,
¶I can produce a Champion, that will proue
¶What is auouched there. If you miscarry,
2890And machination ceases. Fortune loues you.
¶Alb. Stay till I haue read the Letter.
¶Edg. I was forbid it:
¶And Ile appeare againe.
Exit.
2895Alb. Why farethee well, I will o're-looke thy paper.
¶
Enter Edmund.
¶Bast. The Enemy's in view, draw vp your powers,
2900Is now vrg'd on you.
¶Each iealous of the other, as the stung
¶Are of the Adder. Which of them shall I take?
2905Both? One? Or neither? Neither can be enioy'd
¶If both remaine aliue: To take the Widdow,
2910His countenance for the Battaile, which being done,
¶Let her who would be rid of him, deuise
¶His speedy taking off. As for the mercie
¶Which he intends to Lear and to Cordelia,
¶The Battaile done, and they within our power,
¶Stands on me to defend, not to debate.
Exit.
¶
Scena Secunda.
¶
Alarum within. Enter with Drumme and Colours, Lear,
¶
Cordelia, and Souldiers, ouer the Stage, and Exeunt.
2920
Enter Edgar, and Gloster.
¶For your good hoast: pray that the right may thriue:
¶If euer I returne to you againe,
¶Ile bring you comfort.
¶
Alarum and Retreat within..
¶
Enter Edgar.
¶Egdar. Away old man, giue me thy hand, away:
¶King Lear hath lost, he and his Daughter tane,
2930Giue me thy hand: Come on.
¶Glo. No further Sir, a man may rot euen heere.
¶Edg. What in ill thoughts againe?
¶Men must endure
¶Their going hence, euen as their comming hither,
¶
Scena Tertia.
¶
Enter in conquest with Drum and Colours, Edmund, Lear,
¶and Cordelia, as prisoners, Souldiers, Captaine.
2940Bast. Some Officers take them away: good guard,
¶That are to censure them.
¶We two alone will sing like Birds i'th'Cage:
¶And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
¶At gilded Butterflies: and heere (poore Rogues)
¶Talke of Court newes, and wee'l talke with them too,
2955Who looses, and who wins; who's in, who's out;
¶And take vpon's the mystery of things,
¶As if we were Gods spies: And wee'l weare out
¶That ebbe and flow by th'Moone.
2960Bast. Take them away.
¶Haue I caught thee?
¶He that parts vs, shall bring a Brand from Heauen,
2965And fire vs hence, like Foxes: wipe thine eyes,
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