The Historie of King Lear.
2770Ith
sway of your owne will is he arayd,
¶Doct. I madam, in the heauine
sse of his
sleepe,
¶We put fre
sh garments on him,
¶Gent. Good madam be by, when we do awake him
2775I doubt not of his temperance.
¶Doct. Plea
se you draw neere, louder the mu
sicke there,
¶Cor. O my deer father re
storatiõ hang
¶thy medicin on my lips,
And let this kis
¶repaire tho
se violent harmes that my two
si
sters
¶Haue in thy reuerence made.
2780Kent. Kind and deere Prince
sse,
¶Cord. Had you not bene their father the
se white flakes,
¶Had challengd pitie of them, was this a face
¶To be expo
sd again
st the warring winds,
2783.1To
stand again
st the deepe dread bolted thunder,
¶In the mo
st terrible and nimble
stroke
¶Of quick cro
sse lightning to watch poore
Per du,
¶With this thin helme mine iniurious dogge,
Though he had bit me,
2785should haue
stood that night
Again
st my fire,
¶and wa
st thou faine poore father,
¶To houill thee with
swine and rogues forlorne,
¶In
short and mu
stie
straw, alack, alack,
¶Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once
2790Had not concluded all, he wakes
speake to him.
¶Doct. Madam do you, tis fitte
st.
¶Cord. How does my royall Lord,
¶how fares your maie
stie.
¶Lear. You do me wrong to take me out ath graue,
2795Thou art a
soule in bli
sse, but I am bound
¶Vpon a wheele of fire, that mine owne teares
¶Do
scald like molten lead.
¶Lear. Yar a
spirit I know, where did you dye.
2800Cord. Still,
still, farre wide.
¶Doct. Hees
scarce awake, let him alone a while.
¶Lear. Where haue I bene,
¶where am I faire day light,
2805I am mightily abu
sd, I
should ene dye with pitie,
¶To
see another thus, I know not what to
say,
¶I will not
sweare the
se are my hands, lets
see,
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