The Historie of King Lear.
¶As pearles from diamonds dropt in briefe,
¶Sorow would be a raritie mo
st beloued,
¶If all could
so become it.
.25Kent. Made
she no verball que
stion.
¶Gent. Faith once or twice
she heau'd the name of father,
¶Pantingly forth as if it pre
st her heart,
¶Cried
si
sters,
si
sters,
shame of Ladies
si
sters:
¶Kent, father,
si
sters, what ith
storme ith night,
.30Let pitie not be beleeft there
she
shooke,
¶The holy water from her heauenly eyes,
¶And clamour moy
stened her, then away
she
started,
¶To deale with griefe alone.
¶Kent. It is the
stars, the
stars aboue vs gouerne our conditions,
.35El
se one
selfe mate and make could not beget,
¶Such different i
ssues, you
spoke not with her
since.
¶Gent. No.
Kent. Was this before the King returnd.
¶Kent. Well
sir, the poore di
stre
ssed
Lear's ith towne,
.40Who
some time in his better tune remembers,
¶What we are come about, and by no meanes will yeeld to
see his
¶Kent. A
soueraigne
shame
so elbows him his own vnkindnes
¶That
stript her from his benediction turnd her,
.45To forraine ca
sualties gaue her deare rights,
¶To his dog-harted daughters, the
se things
sting his mind,
¶So venomou
sly that burning
shame detaines him from
Cordelia.
¶Gent. Alack poore Gentleman.
¶Kent. Of
Albanies and
Cornewals powers you heard not.
.50Gent. Tis
so they are a foote.
¶Kent. Well
sir, ile bring you to our mai
ster
Lear,
¶And leaue you to attend him
some deere cau
se,
¶Will in concealement wrap me vp awhile,
¶When I am knowne aright you
shall not greeue,
.55Lending me this acquaintance, I pray you go along with me.
¶Enter Cordelia, Doctor and others.
Exit.
¶Cor. Alack tis he, why he was met euen now,
¶As mad as the vent
sea
singing aloud,
¶Crownd with ranke femiter and furrow weedes,
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