25212363Affliction till it do cry out it selfe

25222364Enough, enough, and dye: that thing you speake of,

25232365I tooke it for a man: often would he say

25242366The fiend, the fiend, he led me to that place.

25252367Edg. Bare, free, and patient thoughts : but who comes heere,

25282368The safer sense will nere accommodate his maister thus.

25302370Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coyning, I am the King

25312371himselfe.

25322372Edg. O thou side piercing sight.

25332373Lear. Nature is aboue Art in that respect, ther's your presse-

25342374money. That fellow handles his bow like a Crow-keeper, draw

25352375me a clothiers yard. Looke, looke, a Mouse; peace, peace, this

25362376tosted cheese will do it. Ther's my gantlet, Ile proue it on a Gy-

25372377ant, bring vp the browne bils. O well flowne birde in the ayre.

25392378Hagh, giue the word.

25402379Edg. Sweet Margerum.

25412380Lear. Passe,

25422381Glo. I know that voice.

25432382Lear. Ha Gonorill, ha Regan, they flatter'd me like a dogge, and

25442383told me I had white haires in my beard, ere the black ones were

25452384there; to say I and no to all I saide : I and no too was no good

25472385Diuinity. When the raine came to wet me once, and the wind to

25482386make me chatter, when the thunder would not peace at my bid-

25492387ding, there I found them, there I smelt them out : goe too, they

25502388are not men of their words, they told mee I was euery thing, tis

25512389a lye, I am not argue-proofe.

25522390Glost. The tricke of that voyce I doe, well remember, ist not

25532391the King?

25542392Lear. I, euery inch a King: when I do stare see how the subiect

25552393quakes: I pardon that mans life, what was thy cause, Adulterie?

25572394thou shalt not dye for adultery: no, the wren goes toot, and the

25582395small guilded flye do letcher in my sight; let copulation thriue.

25602396For Glosters bastard son was kinder to his father then my daugh-

25612397ters got tweene the lawfull sheets, toot Luxury, pell mell, for I

25622398want souldiers. Behold yon simpring dame, whose face between