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Being glad to feed on beggars' food
That lately wore a crown.

And calling to remembrance then
His youngest daughter's words;
That faid, the duty of a child
Was all that love affords..
But doubting to repair to her,
Whom he had banish'd so,
Grew frantic mad, for in his mind
He bore the wounds of woe.

'Which make him rend his milk white locks

And treffes from his head,

And all with blood beftain his cheeks,
With age and honour spread.

To hills and woods, and wat'ry founts,
He made his hourly moan,

Till hills and woods, and fenfelefs things,
Did feem to figh and


Ev'n thus poffefs'd with difcontents,
He paffed o'er to France.

In hope from fair Cordelia there

To find fome gentler chance.

Moft virtuous Dame! which when she heard

Of this her father's grief,

As duty bound, the quickly fent

Him comfort and relief.

And by a train of noble peers,
In brave and gallant fort,

She gave in charge he should be brought
To Aganippus' court;

Whose royal King, whofe noble mind,

So freely gave confent,

To mufter up his knights at arms,
To fame and courage bent.

And fo to England came with speed
To repoffefs King Lear,


And drive his daughters from their thrones

By his Cordelia dear:

Where fhe, true hearted noble Queen,

Was in the battle flain;

Yet he, good King, in his old days,
Poffefs'd his crown again.

But when he heard Cordelia's death,
Who dy'd indeed for love
Of her dear father, in whose cause
She did this battle move:
He fwooning fell upon her breast,
From whence he never parted;
But on her bofom left his life,
That was fo truly hearted.

The lords and nobles when they faw
The ends of these events,
The other fifters unto death
They doomed by consents.

And being dead their crowns they left
Unto the next of kin.

Thus have you feen the fall of pride
And difobedient fin.


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