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Enter Lear mad. •
Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coyning, I am the king himselfe.
Edg. O thou side piercing sight.
Lear. Nature is aboue art in that respect, ther's your presse-money. That fellow handles his bow like a crowkeeper, draw me a clothiers yard. Looke, looke, a mouse; peace, peace, this tosted cheese will do it. Ther's my gantlet, Ile proue it on a gyant, bring vp the browne bils. O well flowne birde in the ayre. Hagh, giue the word.
Edz. Sweet margerum.
Lear. Ha Gonorill, ha Regan, they flatter'd me like a dogge, and told me I had white haires in my beard, ere the black ones were there ; to say I and no to all I faide : I and no too was no good diuinity. When the raine came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter, when the thunder would not peace at my bidding, there I found them, there I smelt them out: goe too, they are not men of their words, they told mee I was euery thing, tis a lye, I am not argue-proofe.
Gloft. The tricke of that voyce I doe well remember, ist not the king ?
Lear. I, euery inch a king : when I do ftare fee how the subiect quakes : I pardon that mans life, what was thy cause, adulterie ? thou shalt not dye for adultery : no, the wren goes toot, and the small guilded Aye do letcher in my sight ; let copulation thriue. For Glofters bastard son was kinder to his father then my daughters got tweene the lawfuli sheets, toot luxury, pell mell, for I want fouldiers. Behold yon simpring dame, whose face between her forkes presageth snow, that minces vertue, and do shake the head, heare of pleasures
name to fichew, nor the soyled horse goes toot with a more
Glo O let me kise that hand.
Glo. O ruin'd peece of nature, this great world shold so weare out to naught, do you know me?
Lear. I remember thy eyes well enough, dost thou squiny on me: no, do thy worst blinde Gupid, Ile not loue ; read thou that challenge, marke the penning on't.
Glo. Were all the letters suns I could not see one.
Edg. I would not take this from report, it is, and my hart breaks at it.
Lear. O ho, are you there with me? no eyes in your head nor money in your purse ? your eyes are in a heauy cafe, your pursie in a light; yet you see how this world goes ?
Glo. I fee it feelingly.
Lea. What art mad? a man may see how the world goes with no eyes. Looke with thy cares, see how yon iustice railes vppon yon simple thecfe : hcarke in thy eare, handy dandy, which is the theefe, which is the iustice. Thou hast seene a farmers dogge barke at a begger,
Glo. I sir.
Lear. And the creature run from the cur: there thou mighut behold the great image of authoritie, a dogge, so bad in office. Thou rascall beadle hold thy bloody hand; why
dost thou lash that whore? Itrip thine owne backe, thy blood hotly lusts to vse her in that kind for which thou whipst her. The vsurer hangs the cozener, through tattered ragges small vices do appeare, robes and furd-gownes hides all. Get thee glasse eyes, and like a scuruy politician, seeme to see the things thou doeft not; no, now pull off my boots, harder, harder, fo.
Edg. O matter and impertinency, mixt reason in madnelle.
Lear. If thou wilt weepe my fortune, take my eyes; I know thee well enough, thy name is Glofter, thou must be patient, we came crying hither : thou knowst the first time that we smel the aire, we waile and cry. I will preach to thee, marke me.
Glo. Alack, alack, the day.
Lear. When we are borne, we crie that wee are come to this great stage of fooles : this a good blocke. It were a delicate stratagem to shoot a tronpe of horse with fell, and when I haue stole vpon these fonnes in law, then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.
Enter three Gentlemen.
Lear. No rescue, what a prisoner ? I am eene the naturall foole of fortune: vse me well, you shall haue a ransom. Let me haue a chirurgeon, I am cut to'th braines.
Gent. You shall haue any thing.
Lear. No seconds, all my felfe : why this would make a man of salt to vse his eyes for garden water-pottes, I and laying autumnes duft.
Gent. Good sir.
Lear. I will dye brauely like a bridegroome, What, I will bee iouiall: come, come, I am a king my masters, know you that ? M4
Gent. You are a royall one, and we obey you.
Lear. Then theres life int, nay if you get it you shall get it with running
Exit King running. Gent. A fight most pittifull in the meanest wretch, paft speaking of in a king: thou hast one daughter who redeemes nature from the generall curse which twaine hath brought her to.
Edg. Haile gentle sir.
Gent. Most sure and vulgar, euery ones heares
Edg. But by your fauour, how neeres the other army?
Gent. Neere and on speed for't, the maine descries, Stands on the hourely thoughts
Edg: I thanke you sir, thats all.
Gent. Though that the queene on special cause is heere, His army
is mou'd on. Edg. I thanke you sir.
Edg. Well pray you father.
Edg. A most poore man, made lame by fortunes blowes,
Gloft. Hearty thankes, the bounty and the benizon of heauen to boot, to boot.
Stew. A proclaim'd prize, most happy; that eyles head of thine was first framed flesh to raise
my fortunes. Thou most vnhappy traitor, briefely thy selfe remember, the sword is out that must destroy thee.
Glo. Now let thy friendly hand put strength enough to't.
Stew. Wherefore bolde pezant darst thou support a publisht traytor, hence least the infection of his fortune take like hold on thee, let go his arme.
Edg. Chill not let go fir without cagion.
Edg. Good gentleman goe your gate, let poore volke passe: and chud haue beene zwaggar'd out of my life, it would not haue bene zo long by a vortnight : nay come not deere the olde man, keepe out cheuore ye, or ile try whether your costard or my bat be the harder, chill be plaine with you. Stew. Our dunghill.
Tbey fight. Edg. Chil pick your teeth zir, come no matter for
Stew. Slaue thou hast Naine me, villaine take my purse:
Edg. I know thee well, a seruiceable villaine,
Glo. What is he dead ?
Edg. Sit you downe father, rest you, lets see his pockets, These letters that he speakes of may be my friends, Hee's dead, I am onely sorry he had no other deathsman. Let vs see, leaue gentle wax, and manners blame vs not,