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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.
    Come hither Herald, let the Trumpet sound, and read our this.
    3057.1 Cap. Sound Trumpet.
    3060 Her. If any man of quality or degree, in the hoa st of the Ar-
    my, will maintaine vpon Edmund, supposed Earle of Gloce ster,
    that he's a manifold traitor, let him appeare at the thirde sound
    of the Trumpet: he is bold in his defence.
    Ba st . Sound. Againe.
    Enter Edgar at the third sound, with a trumpet before him.
    Alb. Aske him his purposes, why he appeares
    Vpon this call o'th trumpet?
    3070 Her. What are you? your name and quality?
    And why you answer this present summons?
    Edg. O know my name is lo st by Treasons tooth:
    Bare-gnawne and canker-bit,
    3075 Where is the aduersary I come to cope withall?
    Alb. What is that aduersary?
    Edg. What's he that speakes for Edmund Earle of Glo ster?
    Ba st . Himselfe, what say st thou to him?
    3080 Edg. Draw thy sword,
    That if my speech offend a noble heart, thy arme
    May do thee iu stice, heere is mine:
    Behold it is the priuiledge of my tongue,
    3085 My oath and profe s sion. I prote st,
    Maugre thy strength, youth, place and eminence,
    Despight thy victor, sword, and fire new fortun'd,
    Thy valor, and thy heart, thou art a traitor:
    False to the gods, thy brother, and thy father,
    3090 Conspicuate gain st this high illu strious Prince,
    And from th'extreme st vpward of thy head,
    To the descent and du st beneath thy feet,
    A mo st toad-spotted traitor: say thou no;
    This sword, this arme, and my be st spirits,
    Is bent to proue vpon thy heart, whereto I speake thou lye st.
    Ba st . In wisedome I should aske thy name,
    But since thy out side lookes so faire and warlike,
    And that thy being some say of breeding breathes,
    By right of knight-hood I disdaine and spurne,