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clovest thy Crown i'th' middle, and gav'st away both parts, thou bor’st thine Ass on thy Back o'er the Dirt; thou hadst little Wit in thy bald Crown, when thou gav'st thy golden one away: If I speak like my self in this, let him be whipt that firit finds it lo.
Fools had ne'er less Grace in a rear, [Singing.
Their Manners are fo apish.
Fool. I have used it Nuncle, e'er since thou mad's thy Daughters thy Mothers; for when thou gav'st them the Rod, and pur'st down thine own Breeches, then they For sudden Joy did weep,
[Singing. And I for Sorrow sung, That such a King should play bo peep.
the Fools among. Prithee Nuncle keep a School-Mafter that can teach thy Fool to lie; I would fain learn to lie.
Leur. And you lie, Sirrah, we'll have you whipt.
Fool. I marvel what kin ihou and thy Daughters are : they'll have me whipt for speaking true, thou'lt have me whipt for Lying, and sometimes I am whipt, for holding my Peace. I had rather be any kind of thing than a Fool, and yet I would not be thee, Nuncle; thou haft pared thy Wito'both sides, and left nothing i'th' middle; here comes one o’the parings.
Enter Goneril. Lear. How now, Daughter ? what makes that Frontlet on? You are too much of lare i'ch' frown.
Fool. Thou wast a pretty Fellow when thou hadft no need to care for her frowning ; now thou art an O without a Fi. gure; I am better than thou art now, I am a Fool, thou art nothing. Yes forsooth I will hold my Tongue, so your Face bids me, tho'
you say nothing.
Weary of all, shall want some.
But other of your infolent Retinue
Fool. For you know, Nuncle, the Hedge-sparrow fed the Cuckoo so long, that it had its Head bit off by its young; so out went the Candle, and we were left darkling.
Lear. Are you our Daughter?
Gon. I would you would make use of your good Wisdom,
Fool. May not an Ass know when the Cart draws the
Lear. Does any here know me? This is not Lear:
Fool. Lear's Shadow.
Gor. This Admiration, Sir, is much o'th' favour
I do beseech you
By her, that else will take the thing the begs;
Lear, Darkness and Devils !
disorder'd Rabble make Servants of their Betters.
Alb. Pray, Sir, be patient;
Alb. My Lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant
may be so, my Lord
And be a thwart, disnatur'd torment to her ;
[Exit: Alb. Now Gods that we adore, Whereof comes this?
Gon. Never affli& your self to know of it :
Alb. What's the matter, sir?
Lear. I'll tell thee ---- Life and Death, I am alhamd. That thou hast power to shake my Manhood thus; That these hot Tears, which break from me perforce, Should make thee worth them ---- Blasts and Fogs upon
thee; Th' untented Woundings of a Father's Curse Pierce every Sense about thee. Old fond Eyes, Beweep her once again, I'll pluck ye out, And cast you with the Waters that
lose To temper Clay. Ha! Let it be so I have another Daughter, Who I am sure is kind and comfortable ; When she shall hear this of thee; with her nails She'll flea thy Wolvish Visage. Thou shalt find, That I'll resume the shape which thou dost think I have cast off for ever. [Exit Lear and Attendantsi
Gon. Do you mark that
Alb. I cannot be so parcial, Gonerill, To the great Love I bear you.
Gon. Pray you be content. What, Oswald, ho!
Fool. Nuncle Lear, Nuncle Lear,
If my Cap would buy a Halter,
[Exit. Gon. This Man hath had good Counsel, - a hundred
Knights ! 'Tis politick, and safe to let him keep At point a hundred Knights ; yes, that on every Dream, Each buz, each Fancy, each Complaint, Dislike, He may enguard his dotage with their Powers, And hold our lives in Mercy: Oswald, I say.
Alb. Well, you may fear too foar ;
Gon. Safer than trust too far ;
Stew. Ay, Madam.
Gon. Take you some Company, and away to Horse;
Alb. How far your Eyes may pierce I cannot tell;
Gow. Nay theo
[Exeunt. Enter Lear, Kent, Gentleman, and Fool. Lear. Go you before to Glofter with these Letters ; acquaint my Daughter no further with any thing you know, than comes from her demand out of the Letter, if your
diligence be not speedy, I shall be there afore you.