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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Michael Best
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King Lear (Modern, Extended Folio)

4.6
Enter Cordelia, Kent [disguised], and a gentleman.
2745Cordelia
O thou good Kent, how shall I live and work
To match thy goodness? My life will be too short,
And every measure fail me.
To be acknowledged, madam, is o'er-paid.
All my reports go with the modest truth,
Nor more, nor clipped, but so.
Cordelia
Be better suited.
These weeds are memories of those worser hours.
2755I prithee put them off.
Pardon, dear madam;
Yet to be known shortens my made intent.
My boon I make it that you know me not
Till time and I think meet.
2760Cordelia
Then be't so, my good lord. [To the Gentleman] How does the King?
Gentleman
Madam, sleeps still.
Cordelia
O you kind gods,
Cure this great breach in his abusèd nature;
2765Th'untuned and jarring senses, O wind up,
Of this child-changed father.
Gentleman
So please your majesty
That we may wake the King. He hath slept long.
Cordelia
Be governed by your knowledge and proceed
2770I'th'sway of your own will. Is he arrayed?
Enter Lear in a chair carried by servants.
Gentleman
Ay, madam. In the heaviness of sleep
We put fresh garments on him.
Be by, good madam, when we do awake him.
2775I doubt of his temperance.
2775.1Cordelia
Very well.
Doctor
Please you draw near. Louder the music there.
Cordelia
O my dear father, restoration hang
Thy medicine on my lips, and let this kiss
Repair those violent harms that my two sisters
Have in thy reverence made.
2780Kent
Kind and dear princess.
Cordelia
Had you not been their father, these white flakes
Did challenge pity of them. Was this a face
To be opposed against the jarring winds,
2783.1To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder?
In the most terrible and nimble stroke
Of quick cross lightning to watch--poor perdu--
With this thin helm?
Mine enemy's dog, though he had bit me,
2785Should have stood that night against my fire;
And wast thou fain, poor father,
To hovel thee with swine and rogues forlorn
In short and musty straw? Alack, alack,
'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once
2790Had not concluded all. He wakes. [To the Gentleman] Speak to him.
Gentleman
Madam do you. 'Tis fittest.
Cordelia
How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty?
Lear
You do me wrong to take me out o'th'grave.
2795Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.
Cordelia
Sir, do you know me?
Lear
You are a spirit, I know. Where did you die?
2800Cordelia
Still, still, far wide.
Gentleman
He's scarce awake. Let him alone a while.
Lear
Where have I been? Where am I? Fair daylight?
2805I am mightily abused. I should e'en die with pity
To see another thus. I know not what to say.
I will not swear these are my hands. Let's see--
I feel this pin prick. Would I were assured
Of my condition.
2810Cordelia
[Kneeling] O look upon me, sir,
And hold your hand in benediction o'er me.
[Lear attempts to kneel.]
You must not kneel.
Lear
Pray do not mock me.
I am a very foolish, fond old man,
2815Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less,
And, to deal plainly,
I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Methinks I should know you, and know this man,
2820Yet I am doubtful, for I am mainly ignorant
What place this is; and all the skill I have
Remembers not these garments, nor I know not
Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me,
For, as I am a man, I think this lady
2825To be my child, Cordelia.
Cordelia
And so I am, I am.
Be your tears wet? Yes, faith. I pray weep not.
If you have poison for me I will drink it.
2830I know you do not love me, for your sisters
Have, as I do remember, done me wrong.
You have some cause; they have not.
Cordelia
No cause, no cause.
Lear
Am I in France?
2835Kent
In your own kingdom, sir.
Lear
Do not abuse me.
Gentleman
Be comforted, good madam. The great rage
You see is killed in him; 2838.1and yet it is danger
To make him even o'er the time he has lost.
Desire him to go in.
Trouble him no more till further settling.
2840Cordelia
Will't please your highness walk?
Lear
You must bear with me.
Pray you now, forget and forgive.
I am old and foolish.
Exeunt. Kent and [the] gentleman [remain].
2843.1Gentleman
Holds it true, sir, that the Duke of Cornwall was so slain?
Most certain, sir.
Gentleman
Who is conductor of his people?
As 'tis said, the bastard son of Gloucester.
2843.5Gentleman
They say Edgar, his banished son, is with the Earl of Kent in Germany.
Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about.
The powers of the kingdom approach apace.
Gentleman
The arbitrament is like to be bloody. Fare you well, sir.
[Exit.]
My point and period will be throughly wrought,
Or well, or ill, as this day's battle's fought.
Exit.