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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.
    Is practice, onely giue me my seruant foorth;
    Tell the Duke and's wife, Ile speake with them
    Now presently, bid them come forth and heare me,
    Or at their chamber doore Ile beate the drum,
    1395 Till it cry sleepe to death.
    Glost . I would haue all well betwixt you.
    Lear. O my heart! my heart.
    Foole. Cry to it Nunckle, as the Cockney did to the Eeles,
    when she put them vp i'th pa ste aliue, she rapt vm ath coxcombs
    1400 with a sticke, and cryed downe wantons, downe; twas her bro-
    ther, that in pure kindne s s e to his horse, butterd his hay.

    Enter Duke and Regan.
    Lear. Good morrow to you both.
    1405 Duke. Haile to your Grace.
    Reg. I am glad to see your Highne s s e.
    Lear. Regan, I thinke you are, I know what reason
    I haue to thinke so; if thou should st not be glad,
    I would diuorce me from thy mothers toombe,
    1410 Sepulchring an adultere s s e, yea, are you free?
    Some other time for that. Beloued Regan,
    Thy si ster is naught, ô Regan she hath tied
    Sharpe tooth'd vnkindne s s e, like a vulture heere.
    I can scarse speake to thee, thou't not beleeue,
    1415 Of how depriued a quality, O Regan.
    Reg. I pray sir take patience, I haue hope
    You le s s e know how to value her desert,
    Then she to slacke her duty.
    1425 Lear. My curses on her.
    Reg. O sir, you are olde,
    Nature on you stands on the very verge of her Confine,
    You should be ruled and led by some discretion,
    That discernes your state better then you your selfe,
    1430 Therefore I pray, that to our si ster you do make returne,
    Say you haue wrongd her sir.
    Lear. Aske her forgiuene s s e,
    Do you marke how this becomes the house?