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  • Title: King Lear (Quarto 1, 1608)
  • Editor: Michael Best
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-463-9

    Copyright Michael Best. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Michael Best
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    King Lear (Quarto 1, 1608)

    The Historie of King Lear.
    Duke. Bring forth the stockes ho?
    You stubburne miscreant knaue, you reuerent bragart,
    1205 Weele teach you.
    Kent. I am too old to learne, call not your stockes for me,
    I serue the King, on whose imployments I was sent to you,
    You should doe small respect, shew too bold malice
    1210 Again st the Grace and person of my mai ster,
    Stopping his me s s enger.
    Duke. Fetch forth the stockes ? as I haue life and honour,
    There shall he sit till noone.
    Reg. Till noone, till night my Lord, and all night too.
    1215 Kent. Why Madam, if I were your fathers dogge, you could
    not vse me so.
    Reg. Sir being his knaue, I will.
    Duke. This is a fellow of the selfe same nature,
    Our si ster speake of, come bring away the stockes ?
    1220 Glo st . Let me beseech your Grace not to doe so,
    His fault is much, and the good King his mai ster
    1221.1 VVill check him for't, your purpo st low correction
    Is such, as base st and temne st wretches for pilfrings
    And mo st common trespa s s es are puni sht with,
    The King mu st take it ill, that hee's so slightly valued
    In his me s s enger, should haue him thus re strained.
    Duke. Ile answer that.
    1225 Reg. My si ster may receiue it much more worse,
    To haue her Gentlemen abus'd, a s s alted
    1226.1 For following her affaires, put in his legges,
    Come my good Lord away?
    Glo st . I am sory for thee friend, tis the Dukes pleasure,
    VVhose dispo sition all the world well knowes
    1230 VVill not be rubd nor stopt, ile intreat for thee.
    Kent. Pray you doe not sir, I haue watcht and trauaild (hard,
    Sometime I shal sleepe ont, the re st ile whi stle,
    A good mans fortune may grow out at heeles,
    Giue you good morrow.
    1235 Glo st . The Dukes to blame in this, twill be ill tooke.
    Kent . Good King that mu st approue the cõmon saw,
    Thou out of heauens benediction come st