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Enter Kent.
Alb. Produce the bodies, be they live or dead.

[Gonerill and Regan's bodies brought oui
This judgment of the bear?ns, that makes us tremble,
Touches us not with pity. 0! is this He?
The time will not allow the compliment [To Kent
Which very manners urge.

Kent, Sir, I am come
To bid my King and Mafter aye good night ;
Is he not here?

Alb. Great thing of us forgot !
Speak, Edmund, where's the King ? and where's Cordelia?
See'ft thou this object, Kent? [Pointing to the dead bodies,

Kent, Alack, why thus ?

Baft. Yet Edmund was belov'd :
The one the other porson'd for my fake,
And after new herself.

Alb. Even so; cover their faces.

Baft. I pant for life; some good I mean to do, · Depight of mine own nature. Quickly fend

(3e brief) into the castle; for my writ is on the life or Lear and Cordelia ; Nay, send in time,

Alb. Run, run, O run, make hafte.

Eag. To whom, my Lord? who has the office ? fend Thy token of reprieve.

Bal. Well thought on, take my sword, Give it the captain

Edg. Haste thee for thy life. (Ex. Mellengera

Bast. He hath commission from thy wife and me To hang Cordelia in the prison, and To lay the blame upon her own despair. Alb. The Gods defend her! bear him hence a while.

[Bastard is born off SCENE X. Enter Lear with Cordelia dead in bis arms. Lear, Howl,howl,howl,how), -0,you are men of Atons, Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them fo, That heaven's vault should crack ; she's gone for ever! I know when one is dead, and when one lives ;

She's

She's dead as earth! lend me a looking-glass,
If that her breath will mist or stain the fone,
Why then the lives.

Kent. Is this the promis'd end ?

Lear. This feather Airs, she lives ; if it be fo,
It is a chance which do’s redeem all sorrows
That ever I have felt,
Kent. O my good master !

[Kneeling Lear, Pr’ythee, away Edg. 'Tis noble Kent your friend.

Lear. A plague upon you, murth’rers, traitors all!
I might have fav'd ber; now she's gone for ever!
Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little. Ha!
What is't thou say’ft ? her voice was ever soft, 1
Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.
I kill'd the Nave that was a hanging thee.
Gent. 'Tis true, my Lords, he did.

Lear, Did I not, fellow ?
I've seen the day, with my good biting faulchion
I would have made them skip : I am old now,
And these same crosses spoil me. Who are you?
Mine eyes are none o'th' best. I'll tell you strait.

Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated,
One of them we behold.

Lear. Are you not Kent?

Kent. The same ; your servant Kent; Where is your servant Caius ?

Leare 'Twas a good fellow, I can tell you that,
He'd furike, and quickly too: he's dead and rotten.

Kent, No, my good Lord, I am the very man,
Lear, I'll see that ftrait.

Kent. That from your first of difference and decay,
Have follow'd your fad steps.

Lear. You're welcome hither,

Kent, 'Twas no man else: all's cheerlefs,dark and deadly? Your eldelt daughters have fore-done themselves, And desp'rately are dead.

Lear. Ay, so I think.

Alb. He knows not what he fays, and vain is it That we present us to him,

Edge

Edg. Very bootless.

Enter a Messenger, Mef. Edmund is dead, my Lord.

Ab. That's but a trifle. You Lords and noble friends, know our intent; What comfort to this great decay may come, Shall be apply'd. For us, we will rehgn, During the life of this old Majesty, To him our absolute power: to you, your rights, (To Edg. With boot, and such addition as your honours Have more than merited. All friends shall taste The wages of their virtue, and all foes The cup of their deservings.

Lear. Q fee, seeAnd my, poor fool is hang'd: no, no, no life, Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never, Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, Sir; . . Do you see this ? look on her, look on her lips. Look there, look there

[He diese Edg. He faints; my Lord ! Kent. Break, heart, I pr’ythee, break. Edg. Look up, my Lord!

Kent. Vex not his ghoft: oh, let him pass! He hates him, That would upon the rack of this rough world Stretch him out longer. · Edg. He is gone indeed.

Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd fo long : He but usurpt his life.

Alb. Bear them from hence, our present bufinera Is general woe: friends of my soul, you twain, Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state fuftain ,

Kent. I have a journey, Sir, shortly to go ; My master calls me, I must not say no.

Alb, The weight of this sad time we must obey,
Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.

The oldeft hath born most; we that are young
Shall never fee so much, live e'er so long.

[Exeunt with a dead masch,

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KING JOHN.
Prince HENRY, Son to the King,
ARTHUR, Duke of Bretagne, and Nephew to the King
PEMBROKE, 7
ESSEX, SEnglish Lords.
SALISBURY,
BIGOT,
HUBERT, an English Gentleman.
PHILIP FAULCONBRIDGE, Bastard-Son to Richard the

Firft; afterwards knighted by the name of Sir Richard

Plantagenet. ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, Supposd Brother ibe

Bastard. JAMES Gurney, Servant to the Lady Faulconbridge, PETER of Pomfret, a Prophet, PHILIP, King of France, LEWIS, the Dauphin. Arcb-Duke of Austria, PanduLPHO, the Pope's Legate." MELUN, a French Lord. CHATILION, Ambasador from France to King Johan ELINOR, Queen-mother of England. CONSTANCE, Mother to Arthur. BLANCH, Daughter to Alphonso, King of Caftile, and

Neice to King John.
Lady Faulconbridge, Mother to the Bastard and Robert

Faulconbridge,
Citizens of Angiers, Heralds, Executioners, Messengers,

Soldiers, and other Attendants.
The Scene sometimes in England, and sometimes in France.

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