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- KING LEAR [THE FOLIO TEXT]
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- Act 1 Scene 4
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- (Enter the Earl of Kent, disguised)
- l1l Kent If but as well I other accents borrow
- l2l That can my speech diffuse, my good intent
- l3l May carry through itself to that full issue
- l4l For which I razed my likeness. Now, banished Kent,
- l5l If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemned,
- l6l So may it come thy master, whom thou lovÆst,
- l7l Shall find thee full of labours.
- (Horns within. Enter King Lear and attendants from
- hunting)
- l8l Lear Let me not stay a jot for dinner. Go get it ready.
- (Exit one)
- l9l (To Kent) How now, what art thou?
- l10l Kent A man, sir.
- l11l Lear What dost thou profess? What wouldst thou with
- l12l us?
- l13l Kent I do profess to be no less than I seem, to serve him
- l14l truly that will put me in trust, to love him that is
- l15l honest, to converse with him that is wise and says
- l16l little, to fear judgement, to fight when I cannot choose,
- l17l and to eat no fish.
- l18l Lear What art thou?
- l19l Kent A very honest-hearted fellow, and as poor as the
- l20l King.
- l21l Lear If thou beÆst as poor for a subject as heÆs for a king,
- l22l thouÆrt poor enough. What wouldst thou?
- l23l Kent Service.
- l24l Lear Who wouldst thou serve?
- l25l Kent You.
- l26l Lear Dost thou know me, fellow?
- l27l Kent No, sir, but you have that in your countenance
- l28l which I would fain call master.
- l29l Lear WhatÆs that?
- l30l Kent Authority.
- l31l Lear What services canst do?
- l32l Kent I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, mar a curious
- l33l tale in telling it, and deliver a plain message bluntly.
- l34l That which ordinary men are fit for I am qualified in#
- l35l and the best of me is diligence.
- l36l Lear How old art thou?
- l37l Kent Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor
- l38l so old to dote on her for anything. I have years on my
- l39l back forty-eight.
- l40l Lear Follow me. Thou shalt serve me, if I like thee no
- l41l worse after dinner. I will not part from thee yet. Dinner,
- l42l ho, dinner! WhereÆs my knave, my fool? Go you and
- l43l call my fool hither.
- (Exit one)
- (Enter Oswald the steward)
- l44l You, you, sirrah, whereÆs my daughter?
- l45l Oswald So please youù
- (Exit)
- l46l Lear What says the fellow there? Call the clotpoll back.
- (Exit a knight)
- l47l WhereÆs my fool? Ho, I think the worldÆs asleep.
- (Enter a knight)
- l48l How now? WhereÆs that mongrel?
- l49l Knight He says, my lord, your daughter is not well.
- l50l Lear Why came not the slave back to me when I called
- l51l him?
- l52l Knight Sir, he answered me in the roundest manner he
- l53l would not.
- l54l Lear A would not?
- l55l Knight My lord, I know not what the matter is, but to
- l56l my judgement your highness is not entertained with
- l57l that ceremonious affection as you were wont. ThereÆs
- l58l a great abatement of kindness appears as well in the
- l59l general dependants as in the Duke himself also, and
- l60l your daughter.
- l61l Lear Ha, sayst thou so?
- l62l Knight I beseech you pardon me, my lord, if I be
- l63l mistaken, for my duty cannot be silent when I think
- l64l your highness wronged.
- l65l Lear Thou but rememberest me of mine own conception.
- l66l I have perceived a most faint neglect of late, which I
- l67l have rather blamed as mine own jealous curiosity than
- l68l as a very pretence and purpose of unkindness. I will
- l69l look further into Æt. But whereÆs my fool? I have not
- l70l seen him these two days.
- l71l Knight Since my young ladyÆs going into France, sir, the
- l72l fool hath much pined away.
- l73l Lear No more of that, I have noted it well. Go you and
- l74l tell my daughter I would speak with her.
- (Exit one)
- l75l Go you, call hither my fool.
- (Exit one)
- (Enter Oswald the steward crossing the stage)
- l76l O you, sir, you, come you hither, sir, who am I, sir?
- l77l Oswald My ladyÆs father.
- l78l Lear My ladyÆs father? My lordÆs knave, you whoreson
- l79l dog, you slave, you cur!
- l80l Oswald I am none of these, my lord, I beseech your
- l81l pardon.
- l82l Lear Do you bandy looks with me, you rascal?
- (Lear strikes him)
- l83l Oswald IÆll not be strucken, my lord.
- l84l Kent (tripping him) Nor tripped neither, you base football
- l85l player.
- l86l Lear (to Kent) I thank thee, fellow. Thou servÆst me, and
- l87l IÆll love thee.
- l88l Kent (to Oswald) Come, sir, arise, away. IÆll teach you
- l89l differences. Away, away. If you will measure your
- l90l lubberÆs length again, tarry# but away, go to. Have
- l91l you wisdom? So.
- (Exit Oswald)
- l92l Lear Now, my friendly knave, I thank thee.
- (Enter Lear's Fool)
- l93l ThereÆs earnest of thy service.
- (He gives Kent money)
- l94l Fool Let me hire him, too. (To Kent) HereÆs my coxcomb.
- l95l Lear How now, my pretty knave, how dost thou?
- l96l Fool (to Kent) Sirrah, you were best take my coxcomb.
- l97l Lear Why, my boy?
- l98l Fool Why? For taking oneÆs part thatÆs out of favour. (To
- l99l Kent) Nay, an thou canst not smile as the wind sits,
- l100l thouÆlt catch cold shortly. There, take my coxcomb.
- l101l Why, this fellow has banished two on Æs daughters and
- l102l did the third a blessing against his will. If thou follow
- l103l him, thou must needs wear my coxcomb. (To Lear)
- l104l How now, nuncle? Would I had two coxcombs and
- l105l two daughters.
- l106l Lear Why, my boy?
- l107l Fool If I gave them all my living IÆd keep my coxcombs
- l108l myself. ThereÆs mine; beg another off thy daughters.
- l109l Lear Take heed, sirrahùthe whip.
- l110l Fool TruthÆs a dog must to kennel. He must be whipped
- l111l out when the Lady Brach may stand by thÆ fire and
- l112l stink.
- l113l Lear A pestilent gall to me!
- l114l Fool (to Kent) Sirrah, IÆll teach thee a speech.
- l115l Lear Do.
- l116l Fool Mark it, nuncle:
- l117l Have more than thou showest,
- l118l Speak less than thou knowest,
- l119l Lend less than thou owest,
- l120l Ride more than thou goest,
- l121l Learn more than thou trowest,
- l122l Set less than thou throwest,
- l123l Leave thy drink and thy whore,
- l124l And keep in-a-door,
- l125l And thou shalt have more
- l126l Than two tens to a score.
- l127l Kent This is nothing, fool.
- l128l Fool Then Ætis like the breath of an unfeeÆd lawyer: you
- l129l gave me nothing for Æt. (To Lear) Can you make no use
- l130l of nothing, nuncle?
- l131l Lear Why no, boy. Nothing can be made out of nothing.
- l132l Fool (to Kent) Prithee, tell him so much the rent of his
- l133l land comes to. He will not believe a fool.
- l134l Lear A bitter fool.
- l135l Fool Dost know the difference, my boy, between a bitter
- l136l fool and a sweet one?
- l137l Lear No, lad. Teach me.
- l138l Fool Nuncle, give me an egg, and IÆll give thee two
- l139l crowns.
- l140l Lear What two crowns shall they be?
- l141l Fool Why, after I have cut the egg iÆ thÆ middle and eat
- l142l up the meat, the two crowns of the egg. When thou
- l143l clovest thy crown iÆ thÆ middle and gavest away both
- l144l parts, thou borest thine ass oÆ thÆ back oÆer the dirt.
- l145l Thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown when thou
- l146l gavest thy golden one away. If I speak like myself in
- l147l this, let him be whipped that first finds it so.
- l148l (Sings) Fools had neÆer less grace in a year,
- l149l For wise men are grown foppish,
- l150l And know not how their wits to wear,
- l151l Their manners are so apish.
- l152l Lear When were you wont to be so full of songs, sirrah?
- l153l Fool I have used it, nuncle, eÆer since thou madest thy
- l154l daughters thy mothers; for when thou gavest them the
- l155l rod and puttest down thine own breeches,
- l156l (Sings) Then they for sudden joy did weep,
- l157l And I for sorrow sung,
- l158l That such a king should play bo-peep
- l159l And go the fools among.
- l160l Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach
- l161l thy fool to lie. I would fain learn to lie.
- l162l Lear An you lie, sirrah, weÆll have you whipped.
- l163l Fool I marvel what kin thou and thy daughters are.
- l164l TheyÆll have me whipped for speaking true, thouÆlt
- l165l have me whipped for lying, and sometimes I am
- l166l whipped for holding my peace. I had rather be any
- l167l kind oÆ thing than a fool; and yet I would not be thee,
- l168l nuncle. Thou hast pared thy wit oÆ both sides and left
- l169l nothing iÆ thÆ middle.
- (Enter Goneril)
- l170l Here comes one oÆ the parings.
- l171l Lear How now, daughter? What makes that frontlet on?
- l172l You are too much of late iÆ thÆ frown.
- l173l Fool Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need
- l174l to care for her frowning. Now thou art an 0 without
- l175l a figure. I am better than thou art, now. I am a fool;
- l176l thou art nothing. (To Goneril) Yes, forsooth, I will hold
- l177l my tongue; so your face bids me, though you say
- l178l nothing.
- l179l (Sings) Mum, mum.
- l180l He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
- l181l Weary of all, shall want some.
- l182l ThatÆs a shelled peascod.
- l183l Goneril (to Lear) Not only, sir, this your all-licensed fool,
- l184l But other of your insolent retinue
- l185l Do hourly carp and quarrel, breaking forth
- l186l In rank and not-to-be-endurΦd riots. Sir,
- l187l I had thought by making this well known unto you
- l188l To have found a safe redress, but now grow fearful,
- l189l By what yourself too late have spoke and done,
- l190l That you protect this course, and put it on
- l191l By your allowance; which if you should, the fault
- l192l Would not scape censure, nor the redresses sleep
- l193l Which in the tender of a wholesome weal
- l194l Might in their working do you that offence,
- l195l Which else were shame, that then necessity
- l196l Will call discreet proceeding.
- l197l Fool (to Lear) For, you know, nuncle,
- l198l (Sings) The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long
- l199l That itÆs had it head bit off by it young;
- l200l so out went the candle, and we were left darkling.
- l201l Lear (to Goneril) Are you our daughter?
- l202l Goneril I would you would make use of your good wisdom,
- l203l Whereof I know you are fraught, and put away
- l204l These dispositions which of late transport you
- l205l From what you rightly are.
- l206l Fool May not an ass know when the cart draws the
- l207l horse? (Sings) ôWhoop, jug, I love thee!ö
- l208l Lear Does any here know me? This is not Lear.
- l209l Does Lear walk thus, speak thus? Where are his eyes?
- l210l Either his notion weakens, his discernings
- l211l Are lethargiedùha, waking? ÆTis not so.
- l212l Who is it that can tell me who I am?
- l213l Fool LearÆs shadow.
- l214l Lear (to Goneril) Your name, fair gentlewoman?
- l215l Goneril This admiration, sir, is much oÆ thÆ savour
- l216l Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you
- l217l To understand my purposes aright,
- l218l As you are old and reverend, should be wise.
- l219l Here do you keep a hundred knights and squires,
- l220l Men so disordered, so debauched and bold
- l221l That this our court, infected with their manners,
- l222l Shows like a riotous inn. Epicurism and lust
- l223l Makes it more like a tavern or a brothel
- l224l Than a graced palace. The shame itself doth speak
- l225l For instant remedy. Be then desired,
- l226l By her that else will take the thing she begs,
- l227l A little to disquantity your train,
- l228l And the remainders that shall still depend
- l229l To be such men as may besort your age,
- l230l Which know themselves and you.
- Lear Darkness and devils!
- l231l Saddle my horses, call my train together!ù
- (Exit one or more)
- l232l Degenerate bastard, IÆll not trouble thee.
- l233l Yet have I left a daughter.
- l234l Goneril You strike my people, and your disordered rabble
- l235l Make servants of their betters.
- (Enter the Duke of Albany)
- Lear Woe that too late repents!
- l236l Is it your will? Speak, sir.ùPrepare my horses.
- (Exit one or more)
- l237l Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend,
- l238l More hideous when thou showÆst thee in a child
- l239l Than the sea-monsterù
- l240l Albany Pray sir, be patient.
- l241l Lear (to Goneril) Detested kite, thou liest.
- l242l My train are men of choice and rarest parts,
- l243l That all particulars of duty know,
- l244l And in the most exact regard support
- l245l The worships of their name. O most small fault,
- l246l How ugly didst thou in Cordelia show,
- l247l Which, like an engine, wrenched my frame of nature
- l248l From the fixed place, drew from my heart all love,
- l249l And added to the gall! O Lear, Lear, Lear!
- l250l Beat at this gate that let thy folly in
- l251l And thy dear judgement out.ùGo, go, my people!
- l252l Albany My lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant
- l253l Of what hath moved you.
- Lear It may be so, my lord.
- l254l Hear, nature; hear, dear goddess, hear:
- l255l Suspend thy purpose if thou didst intend
- l256l To make this creature fruitful.
- l257l Into her womb convey sterility.
- l258l Dry up in her the organs of increase,
- l259l And from her derogate body never spring
- l260l A babe to honour her. If she must teem,
- l261l Create her child of spleen, that it may live
- l262l And be a thwart disnatured torment to her.
- l263l Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth,
- l264l With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks,
- l265l Turn all her motherÆs pains and benefits
- l266l To laughter and contempt, that she may feelù
- l267l That she may feel
- l268l How sharper than a serpentÆs tooth it is
- l269l To have a thankless child. Away, away!
- (Exeunt Lear, Kent, and attendants)
- l270l Albany Now, gods that we adore, whereof comes this?
- l271l Goneril Never afflict yourself to know more of it,
- l272l But let his disposition have that scope
- l273l As dotage gives it.
- (Enter King Lear)
- l274l Lear What, fifty of my followers at a clap?
- l275l Within a fortnight?
- Albany WhatÆs the matter, sir?
- l276l Lear IÆll tell thee. (To Goneril) Life and death! I am ashamed
- l277l That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus,
- l278l That these hot tears, which break from me perforce,
- l279l Should make thee worth them. Blasts and fogs upon thee!
- l280l ThÆ untented woundings of a fatherÆs curse
- l281l Pierce every sense about thee! Old fond eyes,
- l282l Beweep this cause again IÆll pluck ye out
- l283l And cast you, with the waters that you loose,
- l284l To temper clay. Ha! Let it be so.
- l285l I have another daughter
- l286l Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable.
- l287l When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails
- l288l SheÆll flay thy wolvish visage. Thou shalt find
- l289l That IÆll resume the shape which thou dost think
- l290l I have cast off for ever.
- (Exit)
- Goneril Do you mark that?
- l291l Albany I cannot be so partial, Goneril,
- l292l To the great love I bear youù
- l293l Goneril Pray you, content. What, Oswald, ho!ù
- l294l You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master.
- l295l Fool Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear,
- l296l Tarry, take the fool with thee.
- l297l A fox when one has caught her,
- l298l And such a daughter,
- l299l Should sure to the slaughter,
- l300l If my cap would buy a halter.
- l301l So, the fool follows after.
- (Exit)
- l302l Goneril This man hath had good counselùa hundred knights?
- l303l ÆTis politic and safe to let him keep
- l304l At point a hundred knights, yes, that on every dream,
- l305l Each buzz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike,
- l306l He may enguard his dotage with their powers
- l307l And hold our lives in mercy.ùOswald, I say!
- l308l Albany Well, you may fear too far.
- Goneril Safer than trust too far.
- l309l Let me still take away the harms I fear,
- l310l Not fear still to be taken. I know his heart.
- l311l What he hath uttered I have writ my sister.
- l312l If she sustain him and his hundred knights
- l313l When I have showed thÆ unfitnessù
- (Enter Oswald the steward)
- How now, Oswald?
- l314l What, have you writ that letter to my sister?
- l315l Oswald Ay, madam.
- l316l Goneril Take you some company, and away to horse.
- l317l Inform her full of my particular fear,
- l318l And thereto add such reasons of your own
- l319l As may compact it more. Get you gone,
- l320l And hasten your return.
- (Exit Oswald)
- No, no, my lord,
- l321l This milky gentleness and course of yours,
- l322l Though I condemn not, yet under pardon
- l323l You are much more attasked for want of wisdom
- l324l Than praised for harmful mildness.
- l325l Albany How far your eyes may pierce I cannot tell.
- l326l Striving to better, oft we mar whatÆs well.
- l327l Goneril Nay, thenù
- l328l Albany Well, well, thÆ event.
- (Exeunt)
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