1862with mans sworne Spouse: set not thy Sweet-heart on

1863proud array. Tom's a cold.

1864Lear. What hast thou bin?

1865Edg. A Seruingman? Proud in heart, and minde; that

1866curl'd my haire, wore Gloues in my cap; seru'd the Lust

1867of my Mistris heart, and did the acte of darkenesse with

1868her. Swore as many Oathes, as I spake words, & broke

1869them in the sweet face of Heauen. One, that slept in the

1870contriuing of Lust, and wak'd to doe it. Wine lou'd I

1871deerely, Dice deerely;and in Woman, out-Paramour'd

1872the Turke. False of heart, light of eare, bloody of hand;

1873Hog in sloth, Foxe in stealth, Wolfe in greedinesse, Dog

1874in madnes, Lyon in prey. Let not the creaking of shooes,

1875Nor the rustling of Silkes, betray thy poore heart to wo-

1876man. Keepe thy foote out of Brothels, thy hand out of

1877Plackets, thy pen from Lenders Bookes, and defye the

1878foule Fiend. Still through the Hauthorne blowes the

1879cold winde: Sayes suum, mun, nonny, Dolphin my Boy,

1880Boy Sesey: let him trot by. Storme still.

1881Lear. Thou wert better in a Graue, then to answere

1882with thy vncouer'd body, this extremitie of the Skies. Is

1883man no more then this? Consider him well. Thou ow'st

1884the Worme no Silke; the Beast, no Hide; the Sheepe, no

1885Wooll; the Cat, no perfume. Ha? Here's three on's are

1886sophisticated. Thou art the thing it selfe; vnaccommo-

1887dated man, is no more but such a poore, bare, forked A-

1888nimall as thou art. Off, off you Lendings: Come, vn-

1889button heere.

1891Foole. Prythee Nunckle be contented, 'tis a naughtie

1892night to swimme in. Now a little fire in a wilde Field,

1893were like an old Letchers heart, a small spark, all the rest

1894on's body, cold: Looke, heere comes a walking fire.

1895Edg. This is the foule Flibbertigibbet; hee begins at

1896Curfew, and walkes at first Cocke : Hee giues the Web

1897and the Pin, squints the eye, and makes the Hare-lippe;

1898Mildewes the white Wheate, and hurts the poore Crea-

1899ture of earth.

1904Kent. How fares your Grace?

1905Lear. What's he?

1906Kent. Who's there? What is't you seeke?

1907Glou. What are you there? Your Names?

1908Edg. Poore Tom, that eates the swimming Frog, the

1909Toad, the Tod-pole, the wall-Neut, and the water: that

1910in the furie of his heart, when the foule Fiend rages, eats

1911Cow-dung for Sallets; swallowes the old Rat, and the

1912ditch-Dogge; drinkes the green Mantle of the standing

1913Poole: who is whipt from Tything to Tything, and

1914stockt, punish'd, and imprison'd: who hath three Suites

1915to his backe, sixe shirts to his body:

1919Beware my Follower. Peace Smulkin, peace thou Fiend.

1920Glou. What, hath your Grace no better company?

1921Edg. The Prince of Darkenesse is a Gentleman. Modo

1922he's call'd, and Mahu.

1923Glou. Our flesh and blood, my Lord, is growne so

1924vilde, that it doth hate what gets it.

1925Edg. Poore Tom's a cold.

1926Glou. Go in with me; my duty cannot suffer

1927T'obey in all your daughters hard commands:

1928Though their Iniunction be to barre my doores,

1929And let this Tyrannous night take hold vpon you,

1930Yet haue I ventured to come seeke you out,

1931And bring you where both fire, and food is ready.

1932Lear. First let me talke with this Philosopher,

1933What is the cause of Thunder?

1934Kent. Good my Lord take his offer,

1935Go into th'house.

1936Lear. Ile talke a word with this same lerned Theban:

1937What is your study?

1938Edg. How to preuent the Fiend, and to kill Vermine.

1939Lear. Let me aske you one word in priuate.

1940Kent. Importune him once more to go my Lord,

1941His wits begin t' vnsettle.

1942Glou. Canst thou blame him? Storm still

1943His Daughters seeke his death: Ah, that good Kent,

1944He said it would be thus: poore banish'd man:

1945Thou sayest the King growes mad, Ile tell thee Friend

1946I am almost mad my selfe. I had a Sonne,

1947Now out-law'd from my blood: he sought my life

1948But lately: very late: I lou'd him (Friend)

1949No Father his Sonne deerer: true to tell thee

1950The greefe hath craz'd my wits. What a night's this?

1951I do beseech your grace.

1952Lear. O cry you mercy, Sir:

1953Noble Philosopher, your company.

1954Edg. Tom's a cold.

1955Glou. In fellow there, into th'Houel; keep thee warm.

1956Lear. Come, let's in all.

1957Kent. This way, my Lord.

1958Lear. With him;

1959I will keepe still with my Philosopher.

1960Kent. Good my Lord, sooth him:

1961Let him take the Fellow.

1962Glou. Take him you on.

1963Kent. Sirra, come on: go along with vs.

1964Lear. Come, good Athenian.

1965Glou. No words, no words, hush.

1966Edg. Childe Rowland to the darke Tower came,

1967His word was still, fie, foh, and fumme,

1968I smell the blood of a Brittish man. Exeunt

1971Corn. I will haue my reuenge, ere I depart his house.

1972Bast. How my Lord, I may be censured, that Nature

1973thus giues way to Loyaltie, something feares mee to

1974thinke of.

1975Cornw. I now perceiue, it was not altogether your

1976Brothers euill disposition made him seeke his death: but

1977a prouoking merit set a-worke by a reprouable badnesse

1978in himselfe.

1979Bast. How malicious is my fortune, that I must re-

1980pent to be iust? This is the Letter which hee spoake of;

1981which approues him an intelligent partie to the aduanta-

1982ges of France. O Heauens! that this Treason were not;

1983or not I the detector.

1984Corn. Go with me to the Dutchesse.

1985Bast. If the matter of this Paper be certain, you haue

1986mighty businesse in hand.