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  • Title: King Lear (Modern, Extended Folio)
  • Editor: Michael Best
  • Textual editors: James D. Mardock, Eric Rasmussen
  • 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: Michael Best
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    King Lear (Modern, Extended Folio)

    1.5
    Enter Lear, Kent [disguised as Caius], Gentleman, and Fool.
    875Lear
    [To Kent] Go you before to Gloucester with these letters. Acquaint my daughter no further with anything you know than comes from her demand out of the letter. If your diligence be not speedy, I shall be there afore you.
    880Kent
    I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter.
    Exit.
    Fool
    If a man's brains were in's heels, were't not in danger of kibes?
    Lear
    Ay, boy.
    885Fool
    Then I prithee be merry. Thy wit shall not go slipshod.
    Lear
    Ha ha ha.
    Fool
    Shalt see thy other daughter will use thee kindly, for though she's as like this as a crab's like an 890apple, yet I can tell what I can tell.
    Lear
    What can'st tell, boy?
    Fool
    She will taste as like this as a crab does to a crab. Thou canst tell why one's nose stands i'th'middle on's face?
    895Lear
    No.
    Fool
    Why to keep one's eyes of either side 's nose, that what a man cannot smell out he may spy into.
    Lear
    I did her wrong.
    Fool
    Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell?
    900Lear
    No.
    Fool
    Nor I neither; but I can tell why a snail has a house.
    Lear
    Why?
    Fool
    Why to put 's head in, not to give it away to his 905daughters and leave his horns without a case.
    Lear
    I will forget my nature. So kind a father. Be my horses ready?
    Fool
    Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason why the seven stars are no more than seven is a pretty reason.
    910Lear
    Because they are not eight?
    Fool
    Yes indeed. Thou wouldst make a good fool.
    Lear
    To tak't again perforce. Monster ingratitude!
    Fool
    If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have thee beaten for being old before thy time.
    915Lear
    How's that?
    Fool
    Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.
    Lear
    O let me not be mad; not mad, sweet heaven. Keep me in temper. I would not be mad.
    [Enter a Gentleman.]
    How now, are 920the horses ready?
    Gentleman
    Ready, my lord.
    Lear
    Come, boy.
    Fool
    She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure,
    Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut shorter.
    925Exeunt.