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And these same croffes fpoil me. Who are you?
Mine eyes are none o' the best :-I'll tell you straight.

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

Lear. This is a dull fight : Are you not Kent?
Kent.

The same;
Your servant Kent: Where is your servant Caius ?

Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that;
He'll strike, and quickly too :-He's dead and rotten.

Kent. No, my good lord; I am the very man ;
Lear. I'll see that straight.

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

You are welcome hither.
Kent. Nor no man else; all's cheerless, dark, and deadly.
Your eldest daughters have foredoom'd themselves,
And desperately are dead.
Lear.

Ay, so I think.
Alb. He knows not what he says; and vain it is
That we present us to him.
Edg.

Very bootless.

Enter an Officer.

Of. Edmund is dead, my lord.
Alb.

That's but a trifle here.
You lords, and noble friends, know our intent.
What comfort to this great decay may come,
Shall be applied : For us, we will resign,
During the life of this old majesty,
To him our absolute power :-You, to your rights ;

[To Edgar and Kent. With boot, and such addition as your honours Have more than merited. All friends Thall taste

[He dies.

The wages of their virtue, and all foes
The cup of their deservings.—0, see, see !

Lear. And 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? O, thou wilt come no more,
Never, never, never, never, never !
Pray you, undo this button: Thank you, fir.-
Do you see this ? Look on her,-look, her lips,-
Look there, look there!
Edg.

He faints !-My lord, my lord,-
Kent. Break, heart; I prythee, break!
Edg

Look up, my lord.
Kent. Vex not his ghost: 0, let him pass! he hates him,
That would upon the rack of this tough world
Stretch him out longer.
Edg.

O, he is gone, indeed.
Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long :
He but usurp'd his life.

Alb. Bear them from hence.- Our present business
Is general woe. Friends of

my
soul,
you

twain

[To Kent and EDGAR. Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain.

Kent. I have a journey, fir, shortly to go; My master calls, and 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 borne moft; we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.

[Exeunt, with a dead march.

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ROMEO AND JULIET,

A

TRAGEDY,

BY

WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.

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Ornamented with plates.

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