With this thin helm? Mine enemy's dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night In short and musty straw? Alack, alack! Had not concluded all. He wakes; speak to him. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave: Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phy. He's scarce awake; let him alone a-while. day-light? I am mightily abus'd.—I should even die with pity, Cor. O, look upon me, sir, And hold your hands in benediction o'er me:- Lear. Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward; and, to deal plainly, Methinks, I should know you, and know this man; To be my child Cordelia. Cor. And so I am, I am. Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know, you do not love me; for your sisters You have some cause, they have not. Cor. Lear. Am I in France? No cause, no cause. In your own kingdom, sir. Lear. Do not abuse me. Phy. Be comforted, good madam: the great rage, Desire him to go in; trouble him no more, Cor. Will't please your highness walk? Lear. You must bear with me: Pray now, forget and forgive: I am old, and fool ish. [Exeunt Lear, Cordelia, Physician, and Attendants. Gent. Holds it true, sir, That the duke of Cornwall was so slain? His banish'd son, is with the earl of Kent In Germany. Kent. Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about; the powers o' the kingdom Approach apace. Gent. The arbitrement is like to be a bloody. you well, sir. Fare [Exit. Kent. My point and period will be throughly wrought, Or well, or ill, as this day's battle's fought. [Exit. ACT V. SCENE I. THE CAMP OF THE BRITISH FORCES, NEAR DOVER. Enter, with drums and colours, Edmund, Regan, Officers, Soldiers, and Others. hold; Edm. Know of the duke, if his last purpose Or, whether since he is advis'd by aught To change the course: He's full of alteration, And self-reproving:-bring his constant pleasure. [To an Officer, who goes out. Reg. Our sister's man is certainly miscarried. Edm. 'Tis to be doubted, madam. Reg. Now, sweet lord, You know the goodness I intend upon you: Tell me, but truly,-but then speak the truth, Do you not love my sister? Reg. I am doubtful that you have been conjunct And bosom'd with her, as far as we call hers. Edm. No, by mine honour, madam. Reg. I never shall endure her: Dear my lord, Be not familiar with her. Edm. Fear me not: She, and the duke her husband, Enter Albany, Goneril, and Soldiers. Gon. I had rather lose the battle, than that sister Should loosen him and me. [Aside. Alb. Our very loving sister, well be met.Sir, this I hear,―The king is come to his daughter, With others, whom the rigour of our state Forc'd to cry out. Where I could not be honest, I never yet was valiant: for this business, It toucheth us as France invades our land, Not bolds the king; with others, whom, I fear, Most just and heavy causes make oppose. Edm. Sir, you speak nobly. Reg. Why is this reason'd? Gon. Combine together 'gainst the enemy: For these domestick and particular broils Are not to question here. Alb. Let us then determine With the ancient of war on our proceedings. Gon. No. Reg. 'Tis most convenient; pray you, go with us. Gon. O, ho, I know the riddle: [Aside.] I will go. As they are going out, enter Edgar disguised. Edg. If e'er your grace had speech with man so poor, Hear me one word. Alb. I'll overtake you.—Speak. [Exeunt Edm. Reg. Gon. Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants. |