SCENE VI. [A building attached to Gloucester’s castle]_ACT III_THE TRAGEDY OF KING LEAR_ELIZABETHAN DRAMA


SCENE VI. [A building attached to Gloucester’s castle]


GLOU. Here is better than the open air; take it thankfully. I will piece out the comfort with what addition I can. I will not be long from you. Exit.

KENT. All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience. The gods reward your kindness!

Enter LEAR, EDGAR, and FOOL.

EDG. Frateretto calls me; and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.

FOOOL. Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a yeoman?

LEAR. A king, a king!

FOOOL. No, he’s a yeoman that has a gentleman to his son; for he’s a mad yeoman that sees his son a gentleman before him.

LEAR. To have a thousand with red burning spits Come hissing in upon ’em,—

〖From this speech to “let her scape,” forty lines below, the passage is missing from the folio.〗[EDG. The foul fiend bites my back.

FOOOL. He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse’s health, a boy’s love, or a whore’s oath.

LEAR. It shall be done; I will arraign them straight.

[To EDGAR.] Come, sit thou here, most learned justicer;

[To the FOOOL. ] Thou, sapient sir, sit here. Now, you she-foxes!

EDG. Look, where he stands and glares!

Wantest thou eyes at trial, madam?

“Come o’er the bourn,〖A dog with a curling tail.〗 Bessy, to me,”—

FOOOL. “Her boat hath a leak,

And she must not speak

Why she dares not come over to thee.”

EDG. The foul fiend haunts poor Tom in the voice of a nightingale. Hopdance cries in Tom’s belly for two white herring. Croak not, balck angel; I have no food for thee.

KENT. How do you, sir? Stand you not so amaz’d:

Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?

LEAR. I’ll see their trial first. Bring in their evidence.

[To EDGAR.] Thou robed man of justice, take thy place;

[To the FOOOL. ] And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity,

Bench by his side. [To KENT.] You are o’ the commission,

Sit you too.

EDG. Let us deal justly.

“Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?

Thy sheep be in the corn;

And for one blast of thy minikin〖Tolerable.〗 mouth,

Thy sheep shall take no harm.”

Purr! the cat is grey.

LEAR. Arraign her first; ’tis Goneril. I here take my oath before this honourable assembly, she kick’d the poor king her father.

FOOOL. Come hither, mistress. Is your name Goneril?

LEAR. She cannot deny it.

FOOOL. Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool.

LEAR. And here’s another, whose warp’d〖Distorted, unnatural.〗 looks proclaim

What store her heart is made on. Stop her there!

Arms, arms, sword, fire! Corruption in the place!

False justicer, why hast thou let her scape?

EDG. Bless thy five wits!

KENT. O pity! Sir, where is the patience now

That you so oft have boasted to retain?

EDG. [Aside.] My tears begin to take his part so much,

They mar my counterfeiting.

LEAR. The little dogs and all,

Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me.

EDG. Tom will throw his head at them.

Avaunt, you curs!

Be thy mouth or black or white,

Tooth that poisons if it bite;

Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,

Hound or spaniel, brach〖A small hound.〗 or lym,〖A bloodhound.〗

Or bobtail tike or trundle-tail,〖A dog with a curling tail.〗

Tom will make him weep and wail;

For, with throwing thus my head,

Dogs leapt the hatch,〖A half-door.〗 and all are fled.

Do de, de, de. Sessa! Come, march to wakes and fairs and market-towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry.

LEAR. Then let them anatomize〖Dissect.〗 Regan; see what breeds about her heart. Is there any cause in nature that make these hard hearts? [To EDG.] You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred; only I do not like the fashion of your garments. You will say they are Persian, but let them be chang’d.


KENT. Now, good my lord, lie here and rest a while.

LEAR. Make no noise, make no noise; draw the curtains; so, so, so. We’ll go to supper i’ the morning.

FOOOL. And I’ll go to bed at noon.

GLOU. Come hither, friend; where is the King my master?

KENT. Here, sir; but trouble him not, his wits are gone.

GLOU. Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms;

I have o’erheard a plot of death upon him.

There is a litter ready; lay him in’t,

And drive toward Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet

Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master.

If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,

With thine, and all that offer to defend him,

Stand in assured loss. Take up, take up;

And follow me, that will to some provision

Give thee quick conduct.

KENT. [Oppressed nature sleeps.

This rest might yet have balm’d thy broken sinews,〖Nerves.〗

Which, if convenience will not allow,

Stand in hard cure.〖Are in a dangerous condition.〗 [To the FOOOL. ] Come, help to bear

  thy master;Thou must not stay behind.]

GLOU. Come, come, away.

Exeunt [all but EDGAR]

[EDG. When we our betters see bearing our woes,

We scarcely think our miseries our foes.

Who alone suffers, suffers most i’ the mind,

Leaving free〖Free from suffering.〗 things and happy shows behind;

But then the mind much sufferance doth o’erskip,

When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship.

How light and portable〖Tolerable.〗 my pain seems now,

When that which makes me bend makes the King bow,

He childed as I fathered! Tom, away!

Mark the high noises; and thyself bewray,

When false opinion, whose wrong thoughts defile thee,

In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee.

What will hap more to-night, safe scape the King!

Lurk, lurk.][Exit.]

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