¶Kent. If but as well I other accents borrow,
¶that can my
speech
defu
se, my good intent
¶may carry through it
selfe to that full i
s-
sue
¶for which I raz'd my likenes, now bani
sht
Kent,
535if thou can
st
serue where thou do
st
stand condem'd,
¶thy mai
ster whom thou
loue
st
¶shall find the full of labour.
¶Lear. Let me not
stay a iot for dinner, goe get it readie,
540how
now, what art thou?
¶Lear. What do
st thou profe
sse? what would'
st thou
¶with vs?
¶Kent. I doe profe
sse to be no le
sse then I
seeme, to
serue
545him
truly that will put me in tru
st, to loue him that is
¶hone
st, to con-
uer
se with him that is wi
se, and
sayes little, to
¶feare iudgement,
to fight when I cannot chu
se, and to
¶eate no fi
she.
550Kent. A very hone
st harted fellow, and as poore as
¶the king.
¶Lear. If thou be as poore for a
subiect, as he is for a
¶King, thar't
poore enough, what would'st thou?
¶Kent. Seruice.
Lear. 555Who would'
st thou
serue
?
¶Kent. You.
Lear. ¶Do'
st thou know me fellow
?
¶Kent. No
sir, but you haue that in your countenance,
¶which
I would faine call Maister.
560Lear. Whats that?
Kent. ¶Authoritie.
¶Lear. What
seruices can
st doe
?
¶Kent. I can keepe hone
st coun
saile, ride, run, mar a
¶curious
tale in telling it, and deliuer a plaine me
ssage
565bluntly, that
which ordinarie men are fit for, I am qua
¶lified in, and the be
st
of me, is diligence.
¶Kent. Not
so yong to loue a woman for
singing,
¶nor
so old to
dote on her for any thing, I haue yeares on
570my backe fortie
eight.
¶Lear. Follow mee, thou
shalt
serue mee, if I like thee no
¶wor
se after dinner, I will not part from thee yet, dinner,
¶ho din-
ner, wher's my knaue, my foole, goe you and call
¶my foole he-
ther, you sirra, whers my daughter?
¶Lear. What
say's the fellow there, call the clat-
¶pole backe,
whers my foole, ho I thinke the world's
¶a
sleepe, how now,
wher's that mungrel?
580Kent. He
say's my Lord, your daughter is not well.
¶Lear. Why came not the
slaue backe to mee when I
¶cal'd
him?
¶seruant. Sir, hee an
swered mee in the rounde
st maner,
¶hee
would not.
¶seruant. My Lord, I know not what the matter is,
¶but to my
iudgemẽt, your highnes is not ẽtertained
¶with that ceremonious
affection as you were wont,
¶ther's a great abatement, apeer's as
well in
590the generall dependants, as in the Duke him
selfe al
so,
Lear. Ha, say'st thou so?
¶seruant. I be
seech you pardon mee my Lord, if I be
¶mi
staken,
for my dutie cannot bee
silent, when I thinke
595your highne
sse
wrong'd.
¶Lear. Thou but remember'
st me of mine owne con
¶ception, I
haue perceiued a mo
st faint neglect of late,
¶which I haue rather
blamed as mine owne ielous curio
¶sitie, then as a very pretence &
purport of vnkindne
sse,
600I will looke further into't, but wher's
this foole? I
¶haue not
seene him this two dayes.
¶seruant. Since my yong Ladies going into
France ¶sir, the foole
hath much pined away.
¶Lear. No more of that, I haue noted it, goe you
605and tell my
daughter, I would
speake with her, goe you
¶cal hither my foole,
O you
sir, you
sir, come you hither,
¶who am I
sir?
¶Steward. ¶My Ladies Father.
610Lear. My Ladies father, my Lords knaue, you hore
¶son dog,
you slaue, you cur.
¶Stew. I am none of this my Lord,
¶I be
seech you pardon me.
¶Lear. Doe you bandie lookes with me you ra
scall
?
615Stew. Ile not be
struck my Lord,
¶Kent. Nor tript neither, you ba
se football player.
¶Lear. I thanke thee fellow,
¶thou
seru'
st me, and ile loue thee.
¶Kent. Come
sir ile teach you differences,
620away, away, if
you will mea
sure your lubbers length a
¶gaine, tarry, but away,
you haue wisedome.
¶Lear. Now friendly knaue I thanke thee, their's
¶earne
st of
thy seruice.
625Foole. Let me hire him too, heer's my coxcombe.
¶Lear. How now my prety knaue, how do'
st thou
?
¶Foole. Sirra, you were be
st take my coxcombe.
¶Foole. Why for taking on's part, that's out of fauour,
630nay and
thou can'
st not
smile as the wind
sits, thou't catch
¶cold
shortly,
there take my coxcombe; why this fellow
¶hath bani
sht two
on's daughters, and done the third a
¶ble
ssing again
st his will, if
thou follow him, thou mu
st
¶needs weare my coxcombe, how
now nuncle, would
635I had two coxcombes, and two daughters.
¶Foole. If I gaue them any liuing, id'e keepe my cox
¶combs
my
selfe, ther's mine, beg another of thy
¶daughters.
640Lear. Take heede
sirra, the whip.
¶Foole. Truth is a dog that mu
st to kenell, hee mu
st bee
¶whipt
out, when Ladie oth'e brach may
stand by the fire
¶and
stincke.
¶Lear. A pe
stilent gull to mee.
645Foole. Sirra ile teach thee a
speech.
¶ Lear. Doe.
¶Foole. Marke it vncle;
¶haue more then thou
shewe
st,
¶speake
le
sse then thou knowe
st,
650lend le
sse then thou owe
st,
¶ride more
then thou goe
st,
¶learne more then thou trowe
st,
¶set le
sse then
thou throwe
st,
¶leaue thy drinke and thy whore,
655and keepe in a
doore,
¶and thou
shalt haue more,
¶then two tens to a
score.
¶Lear. This is nothing foole.
¶Foole. Then like the breath of an vnfeed Lawyer,
660you gaue
me nothing for't, can you make no v
se of no
¶thing vncle?
¶Lear. Why no boy,
¶nothing can be made out of nothing.
¶Foole. Preethe tell him
so much the rent of his land
665comes to,
he will not beleeue a foole.
¶Foole. Doo'
st know the difference my boy, be
¶tweene a bitter
foole, and a sweete foole.
¶Lear. No lad, teach mee.
Foole. That Lord that counsail'd thee to giue away thy land,
Come place him heere by mee, doe thou for him stand,
The sweet and bitter foole will presently appeare,
The one in motley here, the other found out there.
Lear. Do'st thou call mee foole boy?
Foole. All thy other Titles thou hast giuen away, that thou
wast borne with.
Kent. This is not altogether foole my Lord.
Foole. No faith, Lords and great men will not let me, if I had
a monopolie out, they would haue part an't, and Ladies too, they
will not let me haue all the foole to my selfe, they'l be snatching;
670giue me an egge Nuncle, and ile giue thee
¶two crownes.
¶Lear. What two crownes
shall they be
?
¶Foole. Why, after I haue cut the egge in the middle and
¶eate
vp the meate, the two crownes of the egge; when
675thou cloue
st
thy crowne it'h middle, and gaue
st away
¶both parts, thou bore
st
thy a
sse at'h backe or'e the
¶durt, thou had'
st little wit in thy bald
crowne, when thou
¶gaue
st thy golden one away, if I
speake like
my
selfe in
¶this, let him be whipt that fir
st finds it
so.
680Fooles had nere le
sse wit in a yeare,
¶For wi
se men are growne foppi
sh,
¶They know not how their wits doe weare,
¶Their manners are
so api
sh.
¶Lear. When were you wont to be
so full of
songs
sirra?
685Foole. I haue vs'd it nuncle, euer
since thou mad'
st
¶thy daugh-
ters thy mother, for when thou gaue
st them
¶the rod, and put'
st
downe thine own breeches, then they
¶for
sudden ioy did weep,
¶and I for
sorrow
sung,
690that
such a King
should play bo-peepe,
¶and goe the fooles among:
¶prethe Nunckle keepe a
schoolema-
ster that can teach
¶thy foole to lye, I would faine learneto lye.
¶Lear. And you lye, weele haue you whipt.
695Foole. I maruell what kin thou and thy daughters are,
¶they'l
haue me whipt for
speaking true, thou wilt haue mee
¶whipt for
lying, and
sometime I am whipt for holding
¶my peace, I had
rather be any kind of thing then a foole,
¶and yet I would not bee
thee Nuncle, thou ha
st pared thy
700wit a both
sides, & left nothing
in the middle, here
¶comes one of the parings.
¶Lear. How now daughter, what makes that Frontlet
¶on,
Me thinks you are too much alate it'h frowne.
705Foole. Thou wa
st a prettie fellow when no
¶need
to care for her frowne, now thou art an O with
¶out a figure, I am
better then thou art now, I am a foole,
¶thou art nothing, yes for-
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
like a riotous Inne, epicuri
sme, and lu
st
¶make more like a tauerne
or brothell,
755then a great pallace, the
shame it
selfe doth
speake
¶for in
stant remedie, be thou de
sired
¶by her, that el
se will take the
thing
shee begs,
¶a little to di
squantitie your traine,
¶and the re-
mainder that
shall
still depend,
760to bee
such men as may be
sort
your age,
¶that know them
selues and you.
¶Lear. Darkenes, and Deuils
! ¶saddle my hor
ses, call my traine
together,
¶degenerate ba
stard, ile not trouble thee,
765yet haue I left
a daughter.
¶Gon. You
strike my people, and your di
sordred rabble,
¶make
seruants of their betters.
¶Lear. We that too late repent's, O
sir, are you come
? 770is it your
will that wee prepare any hor
ses,
¶ingratitude! thou marble har-
ted fiend,
¶more hideous when thou
shewe
st thee in a child,
¶then
the Sea-mon
ster,
775dete
sted kite, thou li
st
¶my traine, and men of
choi
se and rare
st parts,
¶that all particulars of dutie knowe,
¶and
in the mo
st exact regard,
support
¶the wor
ships of their name, O
mo
st
small fault,
780how vgly did'
st thou in
Cordelia shewe, that
¶like an engine wrencht my frame of nature
¶from the fixt place,
drew from my heart all loue
¶and added to the gall, O
Lear.
Lear!
¶beat at this gate that let thy folly in,
785and thy deere iudgement
out, goe goe, my people?
¶Duke, My Lord, I am giltles as I am ignorant.
¶Leir. It may be
so my Lord,
¶harke
Nature, heare deere God-
de
sse,
790su
spend thy purpo
se, if thou did'
st intend
¶to make this
creature fruitful
¶into her wombe, conuey
sterility,
¶drie vp in hir
the organs of increa
se,
¶and from her derogate body neuer
spring
795a babe to honour her, if
shee mu
st teeme,
¶create her childe of
spleene, that it may liue
¶and bee a thourt di
suetur'd torment to
her,
¶let it
stampe wrinckles in her brow of youth,
¶with accent
teares, fret channels in her cheeks,
800turne all her mothers paines
and benefits
¶to laughter and contempt, that
shee may feele, that
she may feele,
¶how
sharper then a
serpents tooth it is,
¶to haue a
thanklesse child, goe, goe, my people?
¶Duke. Now Gods that we adore,
805whereof comes this!
¶Gon. Neuer afflict your
selfe to know the cau
se,
¶but let his
di
spo
sition haue that
scope that
¶dotage giues it.
810Lear. What, fiftie of my followers at a clap,
¶within a fortnight?
¶Duke. What is the matter
sir?
¶Lear. Ile tell thee,
¶life and death! I am a
sham'd
815that thou ha
st
power to
shake my manhood thus,
¶that the
se hot teares that
breake from me perforce,
¶should make the wor
st
¶bla
sts and fogs
vpon
¶the vntented woundings of a fathers cur
sse,
820pierce euery
sence about the old fond eyes,
¶beweepe this cau
se againe, ile
pluck you out,
¶& you ca
st with the waters that you make
¶to tem-
per clay, yea, i'
st come to this?
¶yet haue I left a daughter,
825whom
I am
sure is kind and comfortable,
¶when
shee
shall heare this of
thee, with her nailes
¶shee'l flea thy wolui
sh vi
sage, thou
shalt
find
¶that ile re
sume the
shape, which thou do
st thinke
¶I haue ca
st
off for euer, thou shalt I warrant thee.
830Gon. Doe you marke that my Lord
?
¶Duke. I cannot bee
so partiall
Gonorill ¶to the great loue I
beare you,
¶Gon. Come
sir no more,
¶you, more knaue then foole, after
your master?
835Foole. Nunckle
Lear, Nunckle
Lear,
¶tary and take the foole
with
¶a fox when one has caught her,
¶and
such a daughter
¶should
sure to the
slaughter,
840if my cap would buy a halter,
¶so the foole
followes after.
¶Gon. What
Oswald, ho.
Oswald. Here Madam,
¶Gon. What haue you writ this letter to my
si
ster?
860Gon. Take you
some company, and away to hor
se,
¶informe
her full of my particular feares,
¶and thereto add
such rea
sons of
your owne,
¶as may compact it more, get you gon,
¶& after your
returne now my Lord,
865this mildie gentlenes and cour
se of yours
¶though I di
slike not, yet vnder pardon
¶y'are much more alapt
want of wi
sedome,
¶then prai
se for harmfull mildnes.
¶Duke. How farre your eyes may pearce I cannot tell,
870striuing
to better ought, we marre whats well.
¶Gon. Nay then.
¶ Duke. Well, well, the euent,
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