16561460Lear. Blow winde and cracke your cheekes, rage, blow
16571461You carterickes, and Hircanios
spout till you haue drencht
16581462The
steeples, drownd the cockes, you
sulpherous and
16591463Thought executing
fires, vaunt-currers to
16601464Oke-cleauing thunder-bolts,
sing my white head,
16611465And thou all
shaking thunder,
smite
flat
16621466The thicke rotundity of the world, cracke natures
16631467Mold, all Germains
spill at once that make
16651469Foole. O Nunckle, Court holy water in a dry hou
se
16661470Is better then this raine water out a doore,
16671471Good Nunckle in, and aske thy daughters ble
ssing,
16681472Here's a night pitties neyther wi
se man nor foole.
16691473Lear. Rumble thy belly full,
spit
fire,
spout raine,
16701474Nor raine, winde, thunder,
fire, are my daughters,
16711475I taske not you, you Elements with vnkindne
sse,
16721476I neuer gaue you kingdome, cald you children,
16731477You owe me no
sub
scription; why then let fall your horrible
16741478Plea
sure, here I
stand your
slaue, a poore, in
firme, weake, and
16751479De
spi
sed old man, but yet I call you
seruile
16761480Mini
sters, that haue with two pernitious daughters ioyn'd
16781481Your high engendered battell gain
st a head
so old and white
16801483Foole. He that has a hou
se to put his head in, has a good head
- 16811484peece, the codpeece that will hou
se before the head, has any the
16831485head and he
shall low
se,
so beggers marry many, the man that
16841486makes his toe, what he his heart
should make,
shall haue a corne
16851487cry woe, and turne his
sleepe to wake, for there was neuer yet
16861488faire woman, but
she made mouthes in a gla
sse.
16891489Lear. No, I will be the patterne of all patience,
16921493Foole. Marry heere's grace and a codpis, that's a wi
seman and
16941495Kent. Ala
sse
sir,
sit you heere?
1496Things that loue night, loue not
such nights as the
se;
16951497The wrathfull Skies gallow the very wanderer of the
16961498Darke, and makes them keepe their caues,
16971499Since I was man,
such
sheetes of
fire,
16981500Such bur
sts of horrid thunder,
such grones of
16991501Roring winde and raine, I nere remember
17001502To haue heard, mans nature cannot carry
17021504Lear. Let the great Gods that keepe this dreadfull
17031505Thundring ore our heads,
finde out their enemies now,
17041506Tremble thou wretch that ha
st within thee
17051507Vndivulged crimes, vnwhipt of Iu
stice,
17061508Hide thee thou bloudy hand, thou periur'd, and
17071509Thou
simular man of vertue that art ince
stious,
17081510Cayti
ffe in peeces
shake, that vnder couert
17091511And conuenient
seeming, ha
st pra
cti
sed on mans life,
17101512Clo
se pent vp guilts, riue your concealed centers,
17111513And cry the
se dreadfull
summoners grace,
17121514I am a man more
sind again
st their
sinning.
17141515Kent. Alacke bare headed, gracious my Lord, hard by here is
17151516a houell,
some friend
ship will it lend gain
st the tempe
st, re
- 17171517po
se you there, whil
st I to this hard hou
se, more hard then is the
17181518stone whereof tis rais'd, which euen but now demanding after
17191519me, denide me to come in, returne and force their
scanted curte
- 17231522Come on my boy, how do
st my boy, art cold?
17241523I am cold my
selfe, where is this
straw my fellow,
17251524The art of our nece
ssities is
strange, that can
17261525Make vilde things precious, come you houell poore,
17271526Foole and knaue, I haue one part of my heart
17291528Foole. He that has a little tine wit, with hey ho the winde and
17301529the raine, mu
st make content with his fortunes
fit, for the raine,
17331531Lear. True my good boy, come bring vs to this houell.