King Lear (Quarto 2, 1619)
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¶
Enter Edmund, with Lear and Cordelia prisoners.
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 tell old tales, and laugh
¶At gilded Butterflies, and heare poore Rogues
¶Talke of Court newes, and weel talke with them too,
¶And take vpon's the mystery of things,
¶As if we were Gods spies: and weel weare out
¶That ebbe and flow by the Moone.
2960Bast. Take them away.
¶He that parts vs shall bring a brand from heauen,
2965And fire vs hence like Foxes, wipe thine eyes,
¶The good shall deuoure em, fleach and fell,
Exit
¶Bast. Come hither Captaine, hearke.
¶Take thou this note, go follow them to prison,
Thou dost make thy way to Noble fortunes:
¶Know thou this, that men are as the time is;
¶To be tender minded does not become a sword,
2975Thy great employment will not beare question,
¶Either say thout do't, or thriue by other meanes.
¶Cap. Ile doot my Lord.
¶As I haue set it downe.
2981.1Cap. I cannot draw a Cart, nor eate dryed oates,
¶It it be mans worke, Ile doo't.
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Enter the Duke, the two Ladies, and others.
¶And Fortune led you well: you haue the Captiues
¶May equally determine.
¶Bast. Sir I thought it fit,
To some retention, and appointed guard,
¶And turne our imprest Launces in our eyes
¶Which do commend them. With him I sent the Queene:
¶The question of Cordelia and her father
¶Requires a fitter place,
¶Alb. Sir by your patience,
¶I hold you but a subiect of this warre, not as a brother.
3005The which immediate may well stand vp,
¶And call it selfe your brother.
¶More then in your aduancement.
¶From a full flowing stomacke. Generall,
¶My Lord and master.
¶Gon. Meane you to enioy him then?
¶Alb. The let alone lies not in your good will.
¶Bast. Nor in thine Lord.
3025Alb. Halfe blooded fellow, yes.
¶On capitall treason; and in thine attaint,
3030I bare it in the interestof my wife,
¶And I her husband contradict the banes,
¶If you will marry, make your loue to me,
¶If none appeare to proue vpon thy head,
3040There is my pledge, Ile proue it on thy heart
¶Then I haue heere proclaim'd thee.
3045Bast. Ther's my exchange, what in the world he is,
¶That names me traitor, villain-like he lyes,
¶Call by thy Trumpet, he that dares approach
¶On him, on you, who not, I will maintaine
¶My truth and honor firmely.
¶Alb. A Herald ho.
3051.1Bast. A herald ho, a herald.
¶All leuied in my name, haue in my name tooke their discharge.
¶Alb. She is not well, conuey her to my tent,
¶Come hither Herald, let the Trumpet sound, and read our this.
3057.1Cap. Sound Trumpet.
¶that he's a manifold traitor, let him appeare at the thirde sound
¶of the Trumpet: he is bold in his defence.
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Enter Edgar at the third sound, with a trumpet before him.
¶Vpon this call o'th trumpet?
3070Her. What are you? your name and quality?
¶Bare-gnawne and canker-bit,
3075Where is the aduersary I come to cope withall?
¶That if my speech offend a noble heart, thy arme
¶May do thee iustice, heere is mine:
¶Behold it is the priuiledge of my tongue,
¶Maugre thy strength, youth, place and eminence,
¶Thy valor, and thy heart, thou art a traitor:
¶False to the gods, thy brother, and thy father,
¶And from th'extremest vpward of thy head,
Is bent to proue vpon thy heart, whereto I speake thou lyest.
¶With the hell hatedly ore-turn'd thy heart,
¶Thou art not bound to offer an vnknowne opposite,
¶it: thou worse then any thing, reade thine owne euill. Nay, no
3115tearing Lady, I perceiue you know't.
¶me for it.
¶Bast. What you haue charg'd me with, that haue I done,
¶And more, much more, the time will bring it out.
3125me? If thou beest noble, I do forgiue thee.
¶Edg. Let's exchange charity,
¶If more, the more thou hast wrongd me.
3130My name is Edgar, and thy fathers sonne,
¶Where he thee got, cost him his eyes.
¶The wheele is come full circkled, I am heere.
¶Edg. Worthy Prince I know it.
¶How haue you knowne the miseries of your father?
3145List a breefe tale, and when tis told,
3145.1O that my heart would burst. The bloody proclamation
¶VVould hourely dye, rather then dye at once)
¶Taught me to shift into a mad-mans rags,
¶And in this habit met I my father with his bleeding rings,
3155Neuer (O Father) reueald my selfe vnto him,
¶Told him my pilgrimage: but his flawd heart
3160Alacke too weake the conflict to support,
¶Alb. If there be any more more wofull, hold it in.
¶As loue not sorrow, but another to amplifie too much,
¶VVould make much more, and top extremity.
¶VVhilst I was big in clamor, came there in a man,
¶Shund my abhord society: but then finding
¶He fastened on my necke, and bellowd out
¶As hee'd burst heauen, threw me on my father,
.10And told the pitteous tale of Lear and him,
¶That euer eare receiued, which in recounting
¶Began to cracke twice, then the trumpets sounded,
¶And there I left him traunst.
.15Alb. But who was this?
¶Followed his enemy king, and did him seruice
¶Improper for a slaue.
¶
Enter one with a bloody knife.
3170Gent. Helpe, helpe.
¶Alb. What kinde of helpe? what meanes that bloody knife?
¶Bast. I was contracted to them both, all three
3180Now marry in an instant.
¶Alb. Produce theie bodies be they aliue or dead:
3185This iustice of the heauens that makes vs tremble,
¶Touches not with pity.
Enter Kent
¶Alb. O tis he, the time will not allow
The complement that very manners vrges.
¶Is he not heere?
¶Alb. Great things of vs forgot. Speake Edmund, where's the
¶king, and wher's Cordelia? Seest thou this obiect Kent?
¶
The bodies of Gonorill & Regan are brought in.
3195Kent. Alacke, why thus.
¶Writ, tis on the life of Lear, & on Cordelia: nay, send in time.
3205Alb. Run, run, O run.
¶Edg. To who my Lord? who hath the office?
¶Send thy token of repreeue.
3215Alb. The Gods defend her, beare him hence a while.
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Enter Lear with Cordelia in his armes.
3220I know when one is dead, and when one liues,
¶do's redeeme all sorrowes that euer I haue felt.
¶Lear. Prethee away.
¶Edg. Tis Noble Kent your friend.
¶Lear. A plague vpon you murdrous traitors all, I might haue
¶an excellent thing in woman. I kild the slaue that was a hanging
¶thee.
Cap. Tis true my Lords hee did.
¶ting Fauchion I would haue made them skip: I am old now, and
¶One of them we behold.
¶Lear. Are not you Kent?
3250Lear. Hees a good fellow, I can tell that,
¶Heel strike and quickly too, hees dead and rotten.
¶Kent. No my good Lord, I am the very man.
¶Kent. That from your life of difference and decay,
¶Lear. You are welcome hether.
3260And desperately are dead.
Lear. So I thinke too.
¶That we present vs to him.
¶Cap: Edmund is dead my Lord.
¶Alb: Thats but a trifle heere: you Lords and Noble friends,
¶know our intent, what comfort to this decay may come, shalbe
¶to him our absolute power, you to your rights with boote, and
¶such addition as your honors haue more then merited, al friends
¶a dog, a horse, a rat haue life, and thou no breath at all? O thou
¶wilt come no more, neuer, neuer, neuer: pray vndo this button;
¶thanke you sir, O, o, o, o, o.
¶Edg, He faints, my Lord, my Lord.
3285Lear: Breake heart, I prethe breake.
¶Edg: Looke vp my Lord.
¶he hates him much, that would vpon the wracke
¶Of this tough world stretch him out longer.
3290Edg: O he is gone indeed.
¶He but vsurpt his life.
¶Is to generall woe: friends of my soule, you twaine
¶Speake what we feele, not what we ought to say:
