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like a dog and told me I had the white hairs in my beard ere109

the black ones were there. To say ‘Ay’ and ‘No’ to everything

that I said ‘Ay’ and ‘No’ to was no good divinity111. When the

rain came112 to wet me once and the wind to make me chatter,

when the thunder would not peace113 at my bidding, there I

found ’em, there I smelt ’em out. Go to, they are not men

o’their words: they told me I was everything: ’tis a lie, I am

not ague-proof116.

GLOUCESTER    The trick117 of that voice I do well remember:

Is’t not the king?

LEAR    Ay, every inch a king.

When I do stare, see how the subject quakes.

I pardon that man’s life. What was thy cause121?

Adultery?

Thou shalt not die: die for adultery? No.

The wren goes to’t124 and the small gilded fly

Does lecher125 in my sight. Let copulation thrive,

For Gloucester’s bastard son was kinder to his father

Than were my daughters got127 ’tween the lawful sheets.

To’t, luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers128.

Behold yond simp’ring dame,

Whose face between her forks presages snow130,

That minces virtue and does shake the head131

To hear of pleasure’s name:

The fitchew nor the soilèd133 horse goes to’t

With a more riotous134 appetite. Down from the waist

They are centaurs135, though women all above:

But to the girdle do the gods inherit136,

Beneath is all the fiends’:

There’s hell, there’s darkness, there is the sulphurous138 pit:

burning, scalding, stench, consumption139. Fie, fie, fie! Pah,

pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary140, sweeten

my imagination: there’s money for thee.

GLOUCESTER    O, let me kiss that hand!

LEAR    Let me wipe it first: it smells of mortality143.

GLOUCESTER    O, ruined piece of nature! This great world

Shall so145 wear out to nought. Dost thou know me?

LEAR    I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou

squinny at me? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid147: I’ll not love.

Read thou this challenge, mark but the penning148 of it.

GLOUCESTER    Were all thy letters suns, I could not see.

Aside

EDGAR    I would not take this from report150: it is,

And my heart breaks at it.

LEAR    Read.

GLOUCESTER    What, with the case153 of eyes?

LEAR O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your head,

nor no money in your purse? Your eyes are in a heavy case155,

your purse in a light, yet you see how this world goes.

GLOUCESTER    I see it feelingly157.

LEAR    What, art mad? A man may see how this world goes

with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice159 rails

upon yond simple160 thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places,

and handy-dandy161, which is the justice, which is the thief?

Thou hast seen a farmer’s dog bark at a beggar?

GLOUCESTER    Ay, sir.

LEAR    And the creature run from the cur? There thou

mightst behold the great image of authority: a dog’s obeyed165

in office.

Thou rascal beadle167, hold thy bloody hand!

Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thy own back:

Thou hotly lusts to use her in that kind169

For which thou whip’st her. The usurer hangs the cozener170.

Through tattered clothes great vices do appear:

Robes and furred gowns hide all. Place sins with gold172,

And the strong lance of justice hurtless173 breaks:

Arm it174 in rags, a pigmy’s straw does pierce it.

None does offend, none, I say, none: I’ll able ’em175.

Take that of me, my friend, who have the power

To seal th’accuser’s lips. Get thee glass eyes,

And like a scurvy politician178 seem

To see the things thou dost not. Now, now, now, now179.

Pull off my boots: harder, harder: so.

Aside

EDGAR    O, matter and impertinency181 mixed! Reason in madness!

LEAR    If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.

I know thee well enough: thy name is Gloucester.

Thou must be patient; we came crying hither184.

Thou know’st the first time that we smell the air

We wail and cry. I will preach to thee: mark.

GLOUCESTER    Alack, alack the day!

LEAR    When we are born, we cry that we are come

To this great stage of fools. This a good block189:

It were a delicate190 stratagem to shoe

A troop of horse with felt: I’ll put’t in proof191,

And when I have stol’n upon these son-in-laws,

Then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Enter a Gentleman [with Attendants]

GENTLEMAN    O, here he is: lay hand upon him.— Sir,

Your most dear daughter—

LEAR    No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even

The natural fool197 of fortune. Use me well,

You shall have ransom. Let me have surgeons:

I am cut to th’brains.

GENTLEMAN    You shall have anything.

LEAR    No seconds201? All myself?

Why, this would make a man a man of salt202

To use his eyes for garden water-pots,

I will die bravely204, like a smug bridegroom. What?

I will be jovial205. Come, come, I am a king,

Masters206, know you that?

GENTLEMAN    You are a royal one, and we obey you.

LEAR    Then there’s life in’t. Come, an you get it, you shall

get it by running. Sa, sa, sa, sa209.

Exit

Running, Attendants follow

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