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  • Title: King Lear (Quarto 2, 1619)
  • Editor: Pervez Rizvi
  • Coordinating 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: Pervez Rizvi
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    King Lear (Quarto 2, 1619)

    The History of King Lear.
    Curan. Nay I know not, you haue heard of the newes abroad,
    935 I meane the whisperd ones, for there are yet but eare-bu s sing ar-
    guments.
    Ba st . Not, I pray you what are they?
    Curan. You may then in time, fare you well sir.
    Exit.
    Ba st . The Duke be here to night! the better be st, this weaues
    it selfe perforce into my bu sine s s e, my father hath set guard to
    945 take my brother, & I haue one thing of a que sie que stion, which
    Enter Edgar.
    mu st aske breefene s s e and fortune helpe; brother a word, dis -
    cend brorher I say, my father watches, O flie this place, inte[l]li-
    gence is giuen where you are hid, you haue now the good ad-
    uantage of the night, haue you not spoken again st the Duke of
    Cornwall ought, hee's coming hether now in the night , it'h ha ste,
    955 and Regan with him, haue you nothing saide vpon his party a-
    gain st the Duke of Albaney, aduise your --------
    Edg. I am sure on't not a word.
    Ba stard. I heare my father comming, pardon me in crauing, I
    960 mu st draw my sword vpon you, seeme to defend your selfe, now
    quit you well, yeeld, come before my father, light heere heere,
    flie brother flie, torches, torches, so farwell; some bloud drawne
    on me would beget opinion of my more fierce endeuor, I haue
    seene drunkards do more then this in sport; father, father, stop,
    stop, no helpe?
    970 Enter Gloce ster.
    Glo st . Now Edmund, where's the villaine?
    Ba st . Heere stood he in the darke, his sharpe sword out, warb-
    ling of wicked charmes, coniuring the Moone to stand his auspi-
    cious Mi stris.
    975 Glo st . But where is he?
    Ba st . Looke sir, I bleed.
    Glo st . Where is the villaine, Edmund?
    Ba st . Fled this way sir, when by no meanes he could -------
    Glo st . Pursue him, go after, by no meanes, what?
    980 Ba st . Perswade me to the murder of your Lord ship, but that
    I tolde him the reuengiue Gods, gain st Paracides did all their
    thunders
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