670.06595Foole. All thy other Titles thou hast giuen away, tha thou

670.07596wast borne with.

670.08597Kent. This is not altogether foole my Lord.

670.09598Foole. No faith, Lords and great men will not let me, if I had

670.10599a monopolie out, they would haue part an't, and Ladies too, they

670.11600will not let me haue all the foole to my selfe, they'l be snatching;

601giue me an egge Nuncle, and ile giue thee 671two crownes.

672602Lear. What two crownes shall they be?

673603Foole. Why, after I haue cut the egge in the middle and 674eate

604vp the meate, the two crownes of the egge; when 675thou clouest

605thy crowne it'h middle, and gauest away 676both parts, thou borest

606thy asse at'h backe or'e the 677durt, thou had'st little wit in thy bald

607crowne, when thou 678gauest thy golden one away, if I speake like

608my selfe in 679this, let him be whipt that first finds it so.

680609Fooles had nere lesse wit, in a yeare,

681610For wise men are growne foppish,

682611They know not how their wits doe weare,

683612Their manners are so apish.

684613Lear. When were you wont to be so full of songs sirra?

685614Foole. I haue vs'd it nuncle, euer since thou mad'st 686thy daugh-

615ters thy mother, for when thou gauest them 687the rod, and put'st

616downe thine own breeches, then they 688for sudden ioy did weep,

689617and I for sorrow sung, 690that such a King should play bo-peepe,

691618and goe the fooles among: 692prethe Nunckle keepe a schoolema-

619ster that can teach 693thy foole to lye, I would faine learneto lye.

694620Lear. And you lye, weele haue you whipt.

695621Foole. I maruell what kin thou and thy daughters are, 696they'l

622haue me whipt for speaking true, thou wilt haue mee 697whipt for

623lying, and sometime I am whipt for holding 698my peace, I had

624rather be any kind of thing then a foole, 699and yet I would not bee

625thee Nuncle, thou hast pared thy 700wit a both sides, & left nothing

626in the middle, here 701comes one of the parings.

703628Lear. How now daughter, what makes that Frontlet 704on,

629Me thinks you are too much alate it'h frowne.

705630Foole. Thou wast a prettie fellow when thou had'st no 706need

631to care for her frowne, now thou art an O with707out a figure, I am

632better then thou art now, I am a foole, 708thou art nothing, yes for-