32092914Giue it the Captaine
? 3210 Duke. Ha
st thee for thy life.
32112915Bast. He hath Commi
ssion from thy wife and me,
2917The blame vpon her owne de
spaire,
32152919Duke. The Gods defend her, beare him hence a while.
32162920Enter Lear with Cordelia in his armes. 32172921Lear. Howle,
howle,
howle,
howle, O you are men of
stones,
32182922Had I your tongues and eyes, I would v
se them
so,
32192923That heauens vault
should cracke,
shees gone for euer,
32202924I know when one is dead and when one liues,
32212925Shees dead as earth, lend me a looking gla
sse,
32222926If that her breath will mi
st or
staine the
stone,
32232927Why then
she liues.
3224 Kent. Is this the promi
st end.
32252928Edg. Or image of that horror.
3226Duke. Fall and cea
se.
32272929Lear. This feather
stirs
she liues, if it be
so,
32282930It is a chance which do's redeeme all
sorowes
32292931That euer I haue felt.
Kent. A my good mai
ster.
32312932Lear. Prethe away?
3232Edg. Tis noble
Kent your friend.
32332933Lear. A plague vpon your murderous traytors all,
32342934I might haue
saued her, now
shees gone for euer,
32352935Cordelia,
Cordelia,
stay a little, ha,
32362936What i
st thou
saye
st, her voyce was euer
soft,
32372937Gentle and low, an excellent thing in women,
32382938I kild the
slaue that was a hanging thee.
2941With my good biting Fauchon
3242I would
2942Haue made them
skippe, I am old now,
32432943And the
se
same cro
sses
spoyle me, who are you
? 32442944Mine eyes are not othe be
st, ile tell you
straight.
32452945Kent. If Fortune bragd of two
she loued or hated,
32462946One of them we behold.
Lear. Are not you
Kent? 32482947Kent. The
same your
seruant
Kent,
3249where is your
seruant
Caius,
32502948Lear. Hees a good fellow, I can tell that,
32512949Heele
strike and quickly too, hees dead and rotten.
32522950Kent. No my good Lord, I am the very man.
Kent.