24312280Glo. When
shall we come to'th top of that
same hill?
24322281Edg. You do climbe it vp now, looke how we labour?
24332282Glo. Me thinkes the ground is euen.
24342283Edg. Horrible
steepe: hearke, do you heare the
sea?
24372285Edg. Why then your other
sen
ses grow imperfe
ct 24402288Methinkes thy voice is altered, and thou
speak
st 24412289With better phra
se and matter then thou did
st.
24422290Edg. Y'are much deceiued, in nothing am I changd,
24442292Glo. Me thinkes y'are better
spoken.
24452293Edg. Come on
sir, here's the place,
stand
still, how fearfull
24472294And dizy tis to ca
st ones eye
so low
: 24482295The Crowes and Choughes that wing the midway ayre
24492296Shew
scar
se
so gro
sse as beetles, halfe way downe
24502297Hangs one that gathers Sampire, dreadfull trade,
24512298Me thinkes he
seemes no bigger then his head
: 24522299The
fishermen that walke vpon the beake
24532300Appeare like Mice; and yon tall Anchoring barke
24542301Dimini
sht to her cocke; her cocke aboue
24552302Almo
st too
small for
sight. The murmuring
surge,
24562303That on the vnnumbred idle peebles chafe,
24572304Cannot be heard: it is
so hie Ile looke no more
24582305Lea
st my braine turne, and the de
ficient
sight
24612308Edg. Giue me your hand: you are now within a foot
24622309Of the extreme verge; for all beneath the Moone
24652312Heere friend's another pur
se, in it a Iewell
24662313Well worth a poore mans taking. Fairies and Gods
24672314Pro
sper it with thee
: go thou farther o
ff,
24682315Bid me farewell, and let me heare thee going.
24692316Edg. Now fare you well good
sir.
24712318Edg. Why I do tri
fle thus with his di
spaire, tis done to cure it.
24732319Glo. O you mighty Gods,
He kneels 24742320This world I do renounce, and in your
sights
24752321Shake patiently my great a
ffli
ction o
ff,
24762322If I could beare it longer, and not fall
24772323To quarrell with your great oppo
sele
sse wils,
24782324My
snu
ffe and loathed part of nature
should
24792325Burne it
selfe out: if
Edgar liue, O ble
sse,
24802326Now fellow fare thee well.
He falles 24812327Edg. Gon
sir, farewell, and yet I know not how conceite may
24822328rob the trea
sury of life, when life it
selfe yeelds to the theft: had
24842329he bene where he thought, by this thought had been pa
st: Aliue
24852330or dead? Ho you
sir, heare you
sir,
speake, thus might hee pa
sse
24872331indeed, yet he reuiues, what are you
sir?
24902333Edg. Had
st thou bene ought but go
smore feathers ayre,
24922334So many fadome downe precipitating,
24932335Thou had
st shiuerd like an Egge, but thou do
st breath,
24942336Ha
st heauy
sub
stance, bleed
st not,
speak
st, art
sound
: 24952337Ten Ma
sts at each make not the altitude,
24962338That thou ha
st perpendicularly fell,
24972339Thy lifes a mircale,
speake yet againe.
24992341Edg. From the dread
summons of this chalkie borne.
25002342Looke vp a hight; the
shrill gorg'd Larke
so farre
25012343Cannot be
seene or heard, do but looke vp.
25032345Is wretchedne
sse depriu'd that bene
fite
25042346To end it
selfe by death? Twas yet
some comfort.
25052347When mi
sery could beguile the Tyrants rage,
25082350Vp,
so, how feele you your legges? you
stand.
25102352Edg. This is aboue all
strangene
sse:
25112353Vpon the crowne of the cli
ffe, what thing was that
25132355Glo. A poore vnfortunate begger.
25142356Edg. As I
stood heere below, methought his eyes
25152357Were two full Moones; a had a thou
sand no
ses,
25162358Hornes, welkt and waued like the enridged
sea.
25172359It was
some
fiend, therefore thou happy Father
25182360Thinke that the cleere
st Gods, who made their honors
25192361Of mens impo
ssibilities, haue pre
serued thee.
25202362Glo. I do remember now, henceforth Ile beare
25212363A
ffli
ction 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
sen
se will nere accommodate his mai
ster thus.
25302370Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coyning, I am the King
25322372Edg. O thou
side piercing
sight.
25332373Lear. Nature is aboue Art in that re
spe
ct, ther's your pre
sse
- 25342374money. That fellow handles his bow like a Crow-keeper, draw
25352375me a clothiers yard. Looke, looke, a Mou
se; peace, peace, this
25362376to
sted chee
se 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.
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
25522390Glost. The tricke of that voyce I doe, well remember, i
st not
25542392Lear. I, euery inch a King: when I do
stare
see how the
subie
ct 25552393quakes
: I pardon that mans life, what was thy cau
se, 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 ba
stard
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, who
se face between
25632399her forkes pre
sageth
snow, that minces vertue, and do
shake the
25652400head, heare of plea
sures name to
fichew, nor the
soyled Hor
sse
25662401goes toot with a more riotous appetite: downe from the wa
ste
25672402they are Centaures, though women all aboue, but to the girdle
25682403do the gods inherit, beneath is all the
fiends, theres Hell, theres
25692404darkne
sse,
fie,
fie,
fie, pah, pah: Giue mee an ounce of Ciuet,
25722405good Apothecary, to
sweeten my imagination, ther's money for
25752408Lear. Here wipe it
fir
st, it
smels of mortality.
25772409Glo. O ruin'd peece of nature, this great world
shold
so weare
25802411Lear. I remember thy eyes well enough, do
st thou
squiny on
25812412me: no, do thy wor
st blinde Cupid, Ile not loue: Read thou that
25822413challenge, marke the penning on't.
25842414Glo. Were all the letters
suns I could not
see one.
25852415Edg. I would not take this from report, it is, & my hart breaks
25882418Glo. What, with the ca
se of eyes.
25892419Lear. O ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your head nor
25902420money in your pur
se
? your eyes are in a heauy ca
se, your pur
sse
25912421in a light; yet you
see how this world goes?
25942423Lea. What art mad? A man may
see how the world goes with
25952424no eyes. Looke with thy eares,
see how yon Iu
stice railes vppon
25962425yon
simple theefe: hearke in thy eare, handy dandy, which is the
25972426theefe, which is the Iu
stice. Thou ha
st seene a farmers dog barke
26012429Lear. And the creature run from the cur? There thou might
st 26022430behold the great image of Authoritie, a dogge,
so bad in o
ffice.
26032431Thou Ra
scall Beadle hold thy bloody hand; why do
st thou la
sh 26042432that whore?
strip thine owne backe, thy blood hotly lu
sts to v
se
26052433her in that kind for which thou whip
st her. The v
surer hangs the
26062434cozener, through tattered ragges
small vices do appeare, Robes
26082435and furd-gownes hides all. Get thee gla
sse eyes, and like a
scur
- 26132436uy politician,
seeme to
see the things thou doe
st not; No, now
26142437pull o
ff my boots, harder, harder,
so.
26162438Edg. O matter and impertinency, mixt rea
son in madne
sse.
26182439Lear. If thou wilt weepe my fortune, take my eyes; I know
26192440thee well enough, thy name is Glo
ster, thou mu
st be patient, we
26202441came crying hither: thou know
st the
fir
st time that we
smel the
26212442aire, we waile and cry. I will preach to thee, marke me.
26242444Lear. When we are borne, we crie that wee are come to this
26252445great
stage of fooles: this a good blocke. It were a delicate
stra
- 26262446tagem to
shoot a troope of hor
se with fell, and when I haue
stole
26282447vpon the
se
sonnes in law, then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.
26312449Gent. O here he is, lay hands vpon him
sirs.
26332450Lear. No re
scue, what a pri
soner? I am eene the naturall foole
26342451of Fortune : v
se me well, you
shall haue a ran
som. Let me haue
26352452a Chirurgeon, I am cut to'th braines.
26382454Lear. No
seconds, all my
selfe: why this would make a man
26392455of
salt
2640to v
se his eyes for garden water-pottes, I and laying Au
- 2457Lear. I will dye brauely
2641like a Bridegroome. What, I will bee
26422458iouiall: Come, come, I am a King my ma
sters, know you that?
26432459Gent. You are a royall one, and we obey you.
26442460Lear. Then theres life int, nay if you get it you
shall get it
26452461with running.
Exit King running. 26462462Gent. A
sight mo
st pittifull in the meane
st wretch, pa
st spea
- 26472463king of in a king: thou ha
st one daughter who redeemes nature
26482464from the generall cur
se which twaine hath brought her to.
26512466Gent. Sir
speed you, what's your will?
26522467Edg. Do you heare ought of a battell toward?
26532468Gent. Mo
st sure and vulgar, euery ones heares
26552470Edg. But by your fauour, how neeres the other army?
26572471Gent. Neere and on the
speed for't, the maine de
scries,
26592473Edg. I thanke you
sir, thats all.
26602474Gent. Though that the Queene on
speciall cau
se is heere,
26632477Glo. You euer gentle gods take my breath from me,
26642478Let not my wor
ser
spirit tempt me againe,
26682482Edg. A mo
st poore man, made lame by fortunes blowes,
26692483Who by the Art of knowne and feeling
sorrowes
26702484Am pregnant to good pitty. Giue me your hand,
26722486Glost. Hearty thankes, the bounty and benizon of heauen
26762489Stew. A proclaim'd prize, mo
st happy; that eyles head of thine
26772490was
fir
st framed
fle
sh to rai
se my fortunes. Thou mo
st vnhappy
26782491Traitor, briefely thy
selfe remember, the
sword is out that mu
st 26812493Glo. Now let thy friendly hand put
strength enough to't.
26832494Stew. Wherefore bolde pezant dar
st thou
support a publi
sht
26842495traytor, hence lea
st the infe
ction of his fortune take like hold on
26872497Edg. Chill not let go
sir without cagion.
26892498Stew. Let go
slaue, or thou die
st.
26902499Edg. Good Gentleman goe your gate, let poore volke pa
sse:
26912500and chud haue been zwaggar'd out of my life, it would not haue
26922501bene zo long by a vortnight: nay come not neere the olde man,
2502keepe out cheuore ye, or ile try whether your co
stard or my bat
26942503be the harder, chill be plaine with you.
26972505Edg. Chil pick your teeth zir, come no matter for your foines.
26992506Stew. Slaue thou ha
st slaine me, Villaine take my pur
se:
27002507If euer thou wilt thriue, bury my body,
27012508And giue the Letters which thou
find
st about me
27022509To
Edmund Earle of Glo
ster,
seeke him out, vpon
27032510The Briti
sh party: ô vntimely death! death.
27042512Edg. I know thee well, a
seruiceable villaine,
27052513As dutious to the vices of thy Mi
stris,
27082516Edg, Sit you downe father, re
st you, lets
see his pockets,
27092517The
se Letters that he
speakes of may be my friends,
27102518Hee's dead, I am onely
sorry he had no other death
sman.
27112519Let vs
see, leaue gentle wax, and manners blame vs not,
27132520To know our enemies minds wee'd rip their hearts,
27162523 Let your reciprocall vowes be remembred,
2524You haue many opportunities to cut him off.
27172525If your will want not, time and place will be fruitfully offered.
27182526There is nothing done: If he returne the Conqueror,
27192527Then am I the prisoner, and his bed my Iayle,
27202528From the loath'd warmth whereof deliuer me,
2529And supply the place for your labour.
27222530Your wife (
so I would
say) & your a
ffe
ctionate
seruant,
27242532Edg. O vndi
stingui
sht
space of womans wit,
27252533A plot vpon her vertuous husbands life,
27262534And the exchange my Brother: heere in the
sands
27272535Thee Ile rake vp, the po
st vn
san
cti
fied
27282536Of murtherous letchers, and in the mature time
27292537With this vngracious paper
strike the
sight
27302538Of the death pra
cti
sd Duke, for him tis well,
27312539That of his death and bu
sine
sse I can tell.
27322540Glo. The King is mad, how
sti
ffe is my vilde
sen
se,
27342541That I
stand vp, and haue ingenious feeling
27352542Of my huge
sorrowes, better I were di
stra
ct,
27362543So
should my thoughts be
senced from my greefes,
27382544And woes by wrong imaginations, lo
se
27412548Farre o
ff methinkes I heare the beaten drum.
27422549Come Father Ile be
stow you with a friend.
Exit