15121310Lear. Now I prethee daughter do not make me mad,
15131311I will not trouble thee my childe, farwell,
15141312Wee'l no more meete, no more
see one another.
15151313But yet thou art my
fle
sh, my bloud, my daughter,
15161314Or rather a di
sea
se that lies within my
fle
sh,
15171315Which I mu
st needs call mine, thou art a byle
15181316A plague
sore, an imbo
ssed carbuncle in my
15191317Corrupted bloud, but Ile not chide thee,
15201318Let
shame come when it will, I do not call it,
15211319I do not bid the thunder-bearer
shoote,
15221320Nor tell tales of thee to high iudging
Ioue,
15231321Mend when thou can
st, be better at thy lei
sure,
15241322I can be patient, I can
stay with
Regan,
15261324Reg. Not altogether
so
sir, I looke not for you yet,
15271325Nor am prouided for your
fit welcome,
15281326Giue eare to my
sister, for tho
se
15291327That mingle r[ea]
son with your pa
ssion,
15301328Mu
st be content to thinke you are old, and
so,
15331331Reg. I dare auouch it
sir, what
fifty followers,
15341332Is it not well? what
should you need of more,
15351333Yea or
so many,
sith that both charge and danger
15361334Speakes gain
st so great a number, how in a hou
se
15371335Should many people vnder two commands
15381336Hold amity, tis hard, almo
st impo
ssible.
15391337Gon. Why might not you my Lord receiue attendance
15401338From tho
se that
she cals
seruants, or from mine
? 15411339Reg. Why not my Lord
? if then they chanc
st to
slacke you,
15431340We could controle them; if you will come to me,
15441341(For now I
spie a danger) I entreate you
15451342To bring but
fiue and twenty to no more
Reg.