The Historie of King Lear
sooth I will hould my tongue,
so
¶your face bids mee, though
you say nothing.
710Mum, mum, he that keepes neither cru
st nor crum,
¶Wearie of all,
shall want
some. That's a
sheald pe
scod.
¶Gon. Not onely
sir this, your all-licenc'd foole,
¶but other of
your in
solent retinue
¶do hourely carpe and quarrell, breaking
forth
¶in ranke & (not to be indured riots,) Sir I had thought by
making this well knowne vnto you,
¶to haue found a
safe redres,
but now grow fearefull
¶by what your
selfe too late haue
spoke
and done,
¶that you protect this cour
se, and put on
720by your al-
lowance, which if you
should, the fault
¶would not
scape cen
sure,
nor the redre
sse,
sleepe,
¶which in the tender of a whol
some
weale,
¶might in their working doe you that offence,
¶that el
se
were
shame, that then nece
ssitie
725mu
st call di
screet proceedings.
¶Foole. For you trow nuncle, the hedge
sparrow
¶fed the Coo-
kow
so long, that it had it head bit off beit
¶young,
so out went
the candle, and we were left dark
¶ling.
730Lear. Are you our daughter?
¶Gon. Come
sir, I would you would make v
se of that good
wi
sedome
¶whereof I know you are fraught, and put away
¶the
se
di
spo
sitions, that of late tran
sforme you
¶from what you rightly
are.
735Foole. May not an A
sse know when the cart drawes
¶the hor
se,
¶Lear. Doth any here know mee?
¶why this is not
Lear,
740doth
Lear walke thus?
speake thus? where are his eyes,
¶either his no-
tion, weaknes, or his di
scernings
¶are lethergie,
sleeping, or wake-
ing; ha!
sure tis not
so,
¶who is it that can tell me who I am?
Lears
¶shadow
? I would learne that, for by the markes of
soueraintie,
744.1knowledge, and rea
son, I
should bee fal
se per
swaded I had
¶Foole. Which they, will make an obedient father.
745Lear. Your name faire gentlewoman?
¶Gon. Come
sir, this admiration is much of the
sauour
¶of other
your new prankes, I doe be
seech you
¶vnder
stand my purpo
ses
aright,
¶as you are old and reuerend,
should be wi
se,
750here do you
keepe a 100. Knights and Squires,
¶men
so di
sordred,
so deboy
st
and bold,
¶that this our court infected with their manners,
¶showes