| A hall in the same. |
| [Enter KENT, disguised] |
| KENT | If but as well I other accents borrow, | ||
| That can my speech defuse, my good intent | |||
| May carry through itself to that full issue | |||
| For which I razed my likeness. Now, banish'd Kent, | |||
| If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemn'd, | 5 | ||
| So may it come, thy master, whom thou lovest, | |||
| Shall find thee full of labours. | |||
| [Horns within. Enter KING LEAR, Knights, and | |||
| Attendants] |
| KING LEAR | Let me not stay a jot for dinner; go get it ready. | ||
| [Exit an Attendant] | |||
| How now! what art thou? |
| KENT | A man, sir. | 10 |
| KING LEAR | What dost thou profess? what wouldst thou with us? |
| KENT | I do profess to be no less than I seem; to serve | ||
| him truly that will put me in trust: to love him | |||
| that is honest; to converse with him that is wise, | |||
| and says little; to fear judgment; to fight when I | 15 | ||
| cannot choose; and to eat no fish. |
| KING LEAR | What art thou? |
| KENT | A very honest-hearted fellow, and as poor as the king. |
| KING LEAR | If thou be as poor for a subject as he is for a | ||
| king, thou art poor enough. What wouldst thou? | 20 |
| KENT | Service. |
| KING LEAR | Who wouldst thou serve? |
| KENT | You. |
| KING LEAR | Dost thou know me, fellow? |
| KENT | No, sir; but you have that in your countenance | 25 | |
| which I would fain call master. |
| KING LEAR | What's that? |
| KENT | Authority. |
| KING LEAR | What services canst thou do? |
| KENT | I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, mar a curious | 30 | |
| tale in telling it, and deliver a plain message | |||
| bluntly: that which ordinary men are fit for, I am | |||
| qualified in; and the best of me is diligence. |
| KING LEAR | How old art thou? |
| KENT | Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor | 35 | |
| so old to dote on her for any thing: I have years | |||
| on my back forty eight. |
| KING LEAR | Follow me; thou shalt serve me: if I like thee no | ||
| worse after dinner, I will not part from thee yet. | |||
| Dinner, ho, dinner! Where's my knave? my fool? | 40 | ||
| Go you, and call my fool hither. | |||
| [Exit an Attendant] | |||
| [Enter OSWALD] | |||
| You, you, sirrah, where's my daughter? |
| OSWALD | So please you,-- | ||
| [Exit] |
| KING LEAR | What says the fellow there? Call the clotpoll back. | ||
| [Exit a Knight] | |||
| Where's my fool, ho? I think the world's asleep. | 45 | ||
| [Re-enter Knight] | |||
| How now! where's that mongrel? |
| Knight | He says, my lord, your daughter is not well. |
| KING LEAR | Why came not the slave back to me when I called him. |
| Knight | Sir, he answered me in the roundest manner, he would | ||
| not. | 50 |
| KING LEAR | He would not! |
| Knight | My lord, I know not what the matter is; but, to my | ||
| judgment, your highness is not entertained with that | |||
| ceremonious affection as you were wont; there's a | |||
| great abatement of kindness appears as well in the | 55 | ||
| general dependants as in the duke himself also and | |||
| your daughter. |
| KING LEAR | Ha! sayest thou so? |
| Knight | I beseech you, pardon me, my lord, if I be mistaken; | ||
| for my duty cannot be silent when I think your | 60 | ||
| highness wronged. |
| KING LEAR | Thou but rememberest me of mine own conception: I | ||
| have perceived a most faint neglect of late; which I | |||
| have rather blamed as mine own jealous curiosity | |||
| than as a very pretence and purpose of unkindness: | 65 | ||
| I will look further into't. But where's my fool? I | |||
| have not seen him this two days. |
| Knight | Since my young lady's going into France, sir, the | ||
| fool hath much pined away. |
| KING LEAR | No more of that; I have noted it well. Go you, and | 70 | |
| tell my daughter I would speak with her. | |||
| [Exit an Attendant] | |||
| Go you, call hither my fool. | |||
| [Exit an Attendant] | |||
| [Re-enter OSWALD] | |||
| O, you sir, you, come you hither, sir: who am I, | |||
| sir? |
| OSWALD | My lady's father. | 75 |
| KING LEAR | 'My lady's father'! my lord's knave: your | ||
| whoreson dog! you slave! you cur! |
| OSWALD | I am none of these, my lord; I beseech your pardon. |
| KING LEAR | Do you bandy looks with me, you rascal? | ||
| [Striking him] |
| OSWALD | I'll not be struck, my lord. | 80 |
| KENT | Nor tripped neither, you base football player. | ||
| [Tripping up his heels] |
| KING LEAR | I thank thee, fellow; thou servest me, and I'll | ||
| love thee. |
| KENT | Come, sir, arise, away! I'll teach you differences: | ||
| away, away! if you will measure your lubber's | 85 | ||
| length again, tarry: but away! go to; have you | |||
| wisdom? so. | |||
| [Pushes OSWALD out] |
| KING LEAR | Now, my friendly knave, I thank thee: there's | ||
| earnest of thy service. | |||
| [Giving KENT money] | |||
| [Enter Fool] |
| Fool | Let me hire him too: here's my coxcomb. | 90 | |
| [Offering KENT his cap] |
| KING LEAR | How now, my pretty knave! how dost thou? |
| Fool | Sirrah, you were best take my coxcomb. |
| KENT | Why, fool? |
| Fool | Why, for taking one's part that's out of favour: | ||
| nay, an thou canst not smile as the wind sits, | 95 | ||
| thou'lt catch cold shortly: there, take my coxcomb: | |||
| why, this fellow has banished two on's daughters, | |||
| and did the third a blessing against his will; if | |||
| thou follow him, thou must needs wear my coxcomb. | |||
| How now, nuncle! Would I had two coxcombs and two daughters! | 100 |
| KING LEAR | Why, my boy? |
| Fool | If I gave them all my living, I'ld keep my coxcombs | ||
| myself. There's mine; beg another of thy daughters. |
| KING LEAR | Take heed, sirrah; the whip. |
| Fool | Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped | 105 | |
| out, when Lady the brach may stand by the fire and stink. |
| KING LEAR | A pestilent gall to me! |
| Fool | Sirrah, I'll teach thee a speech. |
| KING LEAR | Do. |
| Fool | Mark it, nuncle: | 110 | |
| Have more than thou showest, | |||
| Speak less than thou knowest, | |||
| Lend less than thou owest, | |||
| Ride more than thou goest, | |||
| Learn more than thou trowest, | 115 | ||
| Set less than thou throwest; | |||
| Leave thy drink and thy whore, | |||
| And keep in-a-door, | |||
| And thou shalt have more | |||
| Than two tens to a score. | 120 |
| KENT | This is nothing, fool. |
| Fool | Then 'tis like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer; you | ||
| gave me nothing for't. Can you make no use of | |||
| nothing, nuncle? |
| KING LEAR | Why, no, boy; nothing can be made out of nothing. | 125 |
| Fool | [To KENT] Prithee, tell him, so much the rent of | ||
| his land comes to: he will not believe a fool. |
| KING LEAR | A bitter fool! |
| Fool | Dost thou know the difference, my boy, between a | ||
| bitter fool and a sweet fool? | 130 |
| KING LEAR | No, lad; teach me. |
| Fool | That lord that counsell'd thee | ||
| To give away thy land, | |||
| Come place him here by me, | |||
| Do thou for him stand: | 135 | ||
| The sweet and bitter fool | |||
| Will presently appear; | |||
| The one in motley here, | |||
| The other found out there. |
| KING LEAR | Dost thou call me fool, boy? | 140 |
| Fool | All thy other titles thou hast given away; that | ||
| thou wast born with. |
| KENT | This is not altogether fool, my lord. |
| Fool | No, faith, lords and great men will not let me; if | ||
| I had a monopoly out, they would have part on't: | 145 | ||
| and ladies too, they will not let me have all fool | |||
| to myself; they'll be snatching. Give me an egg, | |||
| nuncle, and I'll give thee two crowns. |
| KING LEAR | What two crowns shall they be? |
| Fool | Why, after I have cut the egg i' the middle, and eat | 150 | |
| up the meat, the two crowns of the egg. When thou | |||
| clovest thy crown i' the middle, and gavest away | |||
| both parts, thou borest thy ass on thy back o'er | |||
| the dirt: thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown, | |||
| when thou gavest thy golden one away. If I speak | 155 | ||
| like myself in this, let him be whipped that first | |||
| finds it so. | |||
| [Singing] | |||
| Fools had ne'er less wit in a year; | |||
| For wise men are grown foppish, | |||
| They know not how their wits to wear, | 160 | ||
| Their manners are so apish. |
| KING LEAR | When were you wont to be so full of songs, sirrah? |
| Fool | I have used it, nuncle, ever since thou madest thy | ||
| daughters thy mothers: for when thou gavest them | |||
| the rod, and put'st down thine own breeches, | 165 | ||
| [Singing] | |||
| Then they for sudden joy did weep, | |||
| And I for sorrow sung, | |||
| That such a king should play bo-peep, | |||
| And go the fools among. | |||
| Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach | 170 | ||
| thy fool to lie: I would fain learn to lie. |
| KING LEAR | An you lie, sirrah, we'll have you whipped. |
| Fool | I marvel what kin thou and thy daughters are: | ||
| they'll have me whipped for speaking true, thou'lt | |||
| have me whipped for lying; and sometimes I am | 175 | ||
| whipped for holding my peace. I had rather be any | |||
| kind o' thing than a fool: and yet I would not be | |||
| thee, nuncle; thou hast pared thy wit o' both sides, | |||
| and left nothing i' the middle: here comes one o' | |||
| the parings. | 180 | ||
| [Enter GONERIL] |
| KING LEAR | How now, daughter! what makes that frontlet on? | ||
| Methinks you are too much of late i' the frown. |
| Fool | Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to | ||
| care for her frowning; now thou art an O without a | |||
| figure: I am better than thou art now; I am a fool, | 185 | ||
| thou art nothing. | |||
| [To GONERIL] | |||
| Yes, forsooth, I will hold my tongue; so your face | |||
| bids me, though you say nothing. Mum, mum, | |||
| He that keeps nor crust nor crum, | |||
| Weary of all, shall want some. | 190 | ||
| [Pointing to KING LEAR] | |||
| That's a shealed peascod. |
| GONERIL | Not only, sir, this your all-licensed fool, | ||
| But other of your insolent retinue | |||
| Do hourly carp and quarrel; breaking forth | |||
| In rank and not-to-be endured riots. Sir, | 195 | ||
| I had thought, by making this well known unto you, | |||
| To have found a safe redress; but now grow fearful, | |||
| By what yourself too late have spoke and done. | |||
| That you protect this course, and put it on | |||
| By your allowance; which if you should, the fault | 200 | ||
| Would not 'scape censure, nor the redresses sleep, | |||
| Which, in the tender of a wholesome weal, | |||
| Might in their working do you that offence, | |||
| Which else were shame, that then necessity | |||
| Will call discreet proceeding. | 205 |
| Fool | For, you trow, nuncle, | ||
| The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long, | |||
| That it's had it head bit off by it young. | |||
| So, out went the candle, and we were left darkling. |
| KING LEAR | Are you our daughter? | 210 |
| GONERIL | Come, sir, | ||
| I would you would make use of that good wisdom, | |||
| Whereof I know you are fraught; and put away | |||
| These dispositions, that of late transform you | |||
| From what you rightly are. | 215 |
| Fool | May not an ass know when the cart | ||
| draws the horse? Whoop, Jug! I love thee. |
| KING LEAR | Doth any here know me? This is not Lear: | ||
| Doth Lear walk thus? speak thus? Where are his eyes? | |||
| Either his notion weakens, his discernings | 220 | ||
| Are lethargied--Ha! waking? 'tis not so. | |||
| Who is it that can tell me who I am? |
| Fool | Lear's shadow. |
| KING LEAR | I would learn that; for, by the | ||
| marks of sovereignty, knowledge, and reason, | 225 | ||
| I should be false persuaded I had daughters. |
| Fool | Which they will make an obedient father. |
| KING LEAR | Your name, fair gentlewoman? |
| GONERIL | This admiration, sir, is much o' the savour | ||
| Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you | 230 | ||
| To understand my purposes aright: | |||
| As you are old and reverend, you should be wise. | |||
| Here do you keep a hundred knights and squires; | |||
| Men so disorder'd, so debosh'd and bold, | |||
| That this our court, infected with their manners, | 235 | ||
| Shows like a riotous inn: epicurism and lust | |||
| Make it more like a tavern or a brothel | |||
| Than a graced palace. The shame itself doth speak | |||
| For instant remedy: be then desired | |||
| By her, that else will take the thing she begs, | 240 | ||
| A little to disquantity your train; | |||
| And the remainder, that shall still depend, | |||
| To be such men as may besort your age, | |||
| And know themselves and you. |
| KING LEAR | Darkness and devils! | 245 | |
| Saddle my horses; call my train together: | |||
| Degenerate bastard! I'll not trouble thee. | |||
| Yet have I left a daughter. |
| GONERIL | You strike my people; and your disorder'd rabble | ||
| Make servants of their betters. | 250 | ||
| [Enter ALBANY] |
| KING LEAR | Woe, that too late repents,-- | ||
| [To ALBANY] | |||
| O, sir, are you come? | |||
| Is it your will? Speak, sir. Prepare my horses. | |||
| Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend, | |||
| More hideous when thou show'st thee in a child | 255 | ||
| Than the sea-monster! |
| ALBANY | Pray, sir, be patient. |
| KING LEAR | [To GONERIL] Detested kite! thou liest. | ||
| My train are men of choice and rarest parts, | |||
| That all particulars of duty know, | 260 | ||
| And in the most exact regard support | |||
| The worships of their name. O most small fault, | |||
| How ugly didst thou in Cordelia show! | |||
| That, like an engine, wrench'd my frame of nature | |||
| From the fix'd place; drew from heart all love, | 265 | ||
| And added to the gall. O Lear, Lear, Lear! | |||
| Beat at this gate, that let thy folly in, | |||
| [Striking his head] | |||
| And thy dear judgment out! Go, go, my people. |
| ALBANY | My lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant | ||
| Of what hath moved you. | 270 |
| KING LEAR | It may be so, my lord. | ||
| Hear, nature, hear; dear goddess, hear! | |||
| Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend | |||
| To make this creature fruitful! | |||
| Into her womb convey sterility! | 275 | ||
| Dry up in her the organs of increase; | |||
| And from her derogate body never spring | |||
| A babe to honour her! If she must teem, | |||
| Create her child of spleen; that it may live, | |||
| And be a thwart disnatured torment to her! | 280 | ||
| Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth; | |||
| With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks; | |||
| Turn all her mother's pains and benefits | |||
| To laughter and contempt; that she may feel | |||
| How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is | 285 | ||
| To have a thankless child! Away, away! | |||
| [Exit] |
| ALBANY | Now, gods that we adore, whereof comes this? |
| GONERIL | Never afflict yourself to know the cause; | ||
| But let his disposition have that scope | |||
| That dotage gives it. | 290 | ||
| [Re-enter KING LEAR] |
| KING LEAR | What, fifty of my followers at a clap! | ||
| Within a fortnight! |
| ALBANY | What's the matter, sir? |
| KING LEAR | I'll tell thee: | ||
| [To GONERIL] | |||
| Life and death! I am ashamed | 295 | ||
| That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus; | |||
| That these hot tears, which break from me perforce, | |||
| Should make thee worth them. Blasts and fogs upon thee! | |||
| The untented woundings of a father's curse | |||
| Pierce every sense about thee! Old fond eyes, | 300 | ||
| Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck ye out, | |||
| And cast you, with the waters that you lose, | |||
| To temper clay. Yea, it is come to this? | |||
| Let is be so: yet have I left a daughter, | |||
| Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable: | 305 | ||
| When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails | |||
| She'll flay thy wolvish visage. Thou shalt find | |||
| That I'll resume the shape which thou dost think | |||
| I have cast off for ever: thou shalt, | |||
| I warrant thee. | 310 | ||
| [Exeunt KING LEAR, KENT, and Attendants] |
| GONERIL | Do you mark that, my lord? |
| ALBANY | I cannot be so partial, Goneril, | ||
| To the great love I bear you,-- |
| GONERIL | Pray you, content. What, Oswald, ho! | ||
| [To the Fool] | |||
| You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master. | 315 |
| Fool | Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry and take the fool | ||
| with thee. | |||
| A fox, when one has caught her, | |||
| And such a daughter, | |||
| Should sure to the slaughter, | 320 | ||
| If my cap would buy a halter: | |||
| So the fool follows after. | |||
| [Exit] |
| GONERIL | This man hath had good counsel:--a hundred knights! | ||
| 'Tis politic and safe to let him keep | |||
| At point a hundred knights: yes, that, on every dream, | 325 | ||
| Each buzz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike, | |||
| He may enguard his dotage with their powers, | |||
| And hold our lives in mercy. Oswald, I say! |
| ALBANY | Well, you may fear too far. |
| GONERIL | Safer than trust too far: | 330 | |
| Let me still take away the harms I fear, | |||
| Not fear still to be taken: I know his heart. | |||
| What he hath utter'd I have writ my sister | |||
| If she sustain him and his hundred knights | |||
| When I have show'd the unfitness,-- | 335 | ||
| [Re-enter OSWALD] | |||
| How now, Oswald! | |||
| What, have you writ that letter to my sister? |
| OSWALD | Yes, madam. |
| GONERIL | Take you some company, and away to horse: | ||
| Inform her full of my particular fear; | 340 | ||
| And thereto add such reasons of your own | |||
| As may compact it more. Get you gone; | |||
| And hasten your return. | |||
| [Exit OSWALD] | |||
| No, no, my lord, | |||
| This milky gentleness and course of yours | 345 | ||
| Though I condemn not, yet, under pardon, | |||
| You are much more attask'd for want of wisdom | |||
| Than praised for harmful mildness. |
| ALBANY | How far your eyes may pierce I can not tell: | ||
| Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. | 350 |
| GONERIL | Nay, then-- |
| ALBANY | Well, well; the event. | ||
| [Exeunt] |