Repair those violent harms, that my two sisters Have in thy reverence made! Kent. Kind and dear Princess! Cor. Had you not been their father, these white Had challeng'd pity of them. Was this a face Of quick, cross lightning? to watch (poor perdu !) Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire; And wast thou fain, poor father, 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 Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been? Where am I ; Fair day-light? I am mightily abus'd. - I should even die with pity, To see another thus. I know not what to say. I will not swear, these are my hands:- let's see; 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! Cor. And so I am, I am. Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray, weep not: 1 sisters If you have poison for me, I will drink it. Cor. No cause, no cause. Lear. Am I in France? Kent. In your own kingdom, Sir. Lear. Do not abuse me. Phys. Be comforted, good Madam: the great rage, You see, Cor. Will't please your Highness walk? Lear. You must bear with me: Pray now, forget and forgive: I am old, and foolish. [Exeunt LEAR, CORDEDIA, Physician, and Attendants. [Gent. Holds it true, Sir, That the Duke of Cornwall was so slain : Kent. Most certain, Sir. Gent. Who is conductor of his people? The bastard son of Gloster. Gent. They say, Edgar His banish'd son, In Germany. is with the Earl of Kent 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. Fare you well, Sir. [Exit. Kent. My point and period will be throughly wrought, Or well, or ill, as this day's battle's fought.] АСТ V. SCENE I. [Exit, The Camp of the British Forces near Dover. Enter, with drums and colours, EDMUND, REGAN, Officers, Soldiers, and Others. Edm. Know of the Duke, if his last purpose bold; Or, whether since he his advis'd by aught 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: but truly, but then speak the truth, Tell me, Do you not love my sister? Edm. In honour'd love. [Reg. But have you never found my brother's To the forefended place? way Edm. That thought abuses you. Reg. I am doubtful that you have been conjunctTM 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: 1 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 Alb. Let us then determine With the ancient of war on our proceedings. Edm. I shall attend you presently at your tent. Reg. Sister, you'll go with us? 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 [Exeunt EDM. REG. GON. Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants. Edg. Before you fight the battle, ope this letter. When time shall serve, let but the herald cry [Exit. Alb. Why, fare thee well; I will o'erlook thy paper. Re-enter EDMUND. Edm. The enemy's in view, draw up your powers. Here is the guess of their true strength and forces |