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Lovd as my father, as my master follow'd,
And as my patroni thought on in my pray’rs-
Lear. The bow is bent and drawn, make from

the shaft.
Kent. Let it fall rather, tho' the fork invade
The region of my heart; be Kent unmannerly,
When Lear is mad: with better judgment check
This hideous rashness; with my life I answer,
Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least.

Lear. Kent, on thy life no more!

Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn
To wage against thy foes ; nor fear to lose it,
Thy safety being the motive.

Lear. Out of my sight!
Kent. See better, Lear.
Lear. Now by Apollo

Kent. Now by Apollo, king,
Thou swear'st thy gods in vain.
Lear. Oh, vaffal! miscreant !

[Laying his hand on his sword. Alb. Cornw. Dear Sir, forbear.

Kent. Kill thy physician, and thy fee bestow
Upon thy rank disease; revoke thy doom,
Or, whilft I can vent clamour from my throat,
I'll tell thee thou dost evil.

Lear. Hear me, recreant !



Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow,
To come betwixt our sentence and our power,
(Which nor our nature, nor our place, can bear)
Take thy reward.
Five days we do allot thee for provision,
To fhield thee from disasters of the world;
And, on the sixth, to turn thy hated back
Upon our kingdom; if, the tenth day following,
Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions,
The moment is thy death : away! by Jupiter,
This shall not be revok'd.
Kent. Why, fare thee well, king, since thou art

The gods protect thee, excellent Cordelia,
That juftly think'st, and hast most rightly said !
Now to new climates my old truth I bear;
Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here. [Exit.
Enter Glocester, with France and Burgundy, and

attendants. Gloc. Here's France and Burgundy,my noble lord.

Lear. Right noble Burgundy, Who with this king haft rivall’d for our daughter ; When she was dear to us, we held her so ; But now her price is falln: Sir, there the stands; Will you, with those infirmities she owes,


Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,
Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with ouroath,
Take her, or leave her?

Burg. Pardon, royal Sir; 'Election makes not up on such conditions: Lear. Then leave her, Sir; for, by the pow'r

that made me, I tell you all her wealth.--For you, great kir.

[to France. I would not from your love make fuch a stray, To match you where I hate.

France. This is most strange.

Cord. I yet beseech your majesty, (If, for I want that glib and oily art, To speak and purpose not; since what I well intend, I'll do't before I speak) that you make known, It is no vicious blot, fcandal, or foulness, No unchaste action, or dishonour'd step, That hath depriv'd me of your grace and favour: But ev'n for want of that, for which I'm richer, A still soliciting eye, and such a tongue, That I am glad I've not; though, not to have it, Hath loft me in your liking.

Lear. Better thou Hadst not been born, than not have pleas'd me better.



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of ours,

France. Is it but this ? a tardiness in nature,
Which often leaves the history unspoke;
That it intends to do? Faireft Cordelia,

Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon;
Be't lawful, I take up what's cast away.
Thy dow'rless daughter, king, thrown to my

chance, Is queen


and our fair France.
Lear. Thou hast her, France; let her be thine,

for we
Have no such daughter; nor shall'ever see
That face of hers again ; away!
Come, noble Burgundy.

[Flourish. Exeunt Lear and Burgundy. France. Bid farewell to your fifters.

Cord. Ye jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes' Cordelia leaves you: I know what you are, And, like a sister, am moft loth to call Your faults, as they are nam'd. Love well our

father. To your prófessing bosóms I commit him So farewell to you both.

Regan. Prefcribe not us our duty.

Gon. Let your study Be to content your lord, who hath receiv'd you At fortune's alms.


Cord. Time shall unfold what plaited cunning

hides. Well may you prosper! France. Come, my fair Cordelia.

[Exeunt France and Cord. Gon. Şister, it is not little I've to say, Of what most nearly appertains to us both; I think, our father will go hence to-night.

Regan. That's certain, and with you; next month

with us.

Gon. You see how full of changes his age is : the observation I have made of it hath not been little; he always loved our fifter most, and with what poor judgment he hath now cast her off, appears too grossly.

Regan. 'Tis the infirmity of his age; yet he hath ever but slenderly known himself.

Gon. The best and foundest of his time hath been but rash; then must we look, from his age, to receive not alone the imperfections of long-ingrafted condition, but therewithal the unruly waywardness, that infirm and cholerick years bring with them.

Regan. Such unconstant starts are we like to have from him, as this of Kent's banishment. Gon. There is further compliment of leave-taking


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