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Your name, fair gentlewoman?.
Gon. This admiration, Sir, is much o'th' favour
Of fifty to disquantity your train ;
Lear. Darkness and devils !
Gon. You strike my people, and your disorder'd rabble
[come? Lear. Woe! that too late repents--0, Sir, are you Is it your will, speak, Sir, prepare my horses.
[To Albany. Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous when thou shew'ft thee in a child, Than the sea-monster.
Alb. Pray, Sir, be patient.
Lear. Detested kite! thou lieft. [To Gonerill. My train are men of choice and rarest parts, That all particulars of duty know; And in the most exact regard support The worships of their names. O most small fault!
1 A little is the common reading; but it appears, from what Lear says in the next Scene, that this number fifty was required to be cut off, which (øs the editions flood) is no where specified by Gonerill,
How ugly didit thou in Cordelia shew?
Alb. My lord, I'm guiltless as I'm ignorans,
may be so, my lord-
To make this creature fruitful :
Alb. Now, Gods, that we adore, whereof comes this?
Gon. Never afflict yourself to know of it;
Lear. What, fifty of my followers at a clap?
Alb. What's the matter, gir?
(11) Witb cadent tears.) Mr. Warburton very happily here fuspects our author wrote, candent'; as an epithet of much more energy, and more likely to effect Lear's imprecation. He brings in confirmation, what the king says presently after ;
That these hot tear, rbat break from me perforceman And what he says towards the end of the 4th act:
but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molt., lead,
Lear. I'll tell thee - life and death! I am asham'd, That thou haft power to shake my manhood thus ;
[To Gon. That these hot tears, which break from me perforce, Should make thee worth them.
-Blasts and fogs upon thee! Th' untented woundings of a father's curse (12) Pierce every sense about thee! Old fond eyes, Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck ye out, And cast you, with the waters that you lose, To temper clay. Ha! is it come to this? Let it be fo: I have another daughter, Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable ; When The ihall hear this of thee, with her nails She'll Aea thy wolfith visage. Thou shalt find, 'That I'll resume the shape, which thou dost think I have cast off for erer. [Ex. Lear and attendants.
Gon. Do you mark that?
Alb. I cannot be fo partial, Gonerill, To the great love I bear you,
Gen. Pray you, be content. What, Ofwald, ho! You, Sir, more knave than fool, after your
master. Fool. Nuncle. Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry, take the fool A Fox, when one has caught her,
(with thee : And foch a daughter, Should sure to the slaughter, If my cap would buy a halter, So the fool follows after.
(12) Tb* untender woundings,] I have here restor’d the reading of all the genuine copies, which Mr. Pope had degraded; as it seems the most expressive, and conveys an image exactly suiting with the poet's thought. 'Tis true, untender fignifies, parp, severe, barsh, and all the opposites to the idea of tender. But as a wound untented is apt to rankle inwards, smart, and fester, I doubt not, but Shakespeare meant to intimate here; that a father's curse shall be a wounding of such a sharp, inveterate nature, that nothing shall be able to tent it; i. e. to search the bottom, and help in the cure of it. We have a paslage in Cymbeline, that very strongly confirms this meaning.
I've heard, I am a strumpet; and mine ear
Gon. This man hath had good counsel,-a hundred 'Tis politick, and safe, to let him keep (Knights ! A hundred Knights; yes, that on ev'ry dream, Each buz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike, He may enguard his dotage with their pow'rs, And hold our lives at mercy. Oswald, I say.
Alb. Well, you may fear too far;
Gon. Safer than truit too far.
Stew. Ay, Madam.
Gon. Take you fome company, and away to horse ;
Alb. How far your eyes may pierce, I cannot tell;
Gom. Nay, then-
(Exeunt. SCENE, a Court-yard belonging to the Duke
of Albany's Palace.
acquaint my daughter no further with any thing you know, than comes from her demand out of
the letter; if your diligence be not speedy, I shall be there afore
you. Keitt. I will not sleep, my lord, 'till I have delivered
(Exit. Fool. If a man's brain were in his heels, wer't not in danger of kibes?
Lear. Ay, boy.
Fcol. Then I pr’ythee, be merry, thy wit hall not go flip-fhod.
Lear. Ha, ha, ha.
Fool. Shalt see, thy other daughter will use thee kindly; for though she is as like this as a crab's like an apple, yet I can tell what I can tell,
Lear. What can't tell, boy?
Fool. She will taste as like this, as a crab does to a crab. Can'st thou tell, why one's nose stands i'th' middle of one's face?
Fool. Why, to keep one's eyes of either side one's nose ; that what a man cannot smell out, he may spy into,
Lear. I did her wrong
Fool. Nor I neither ; but I can tell, why a snail has a house.
Fool. Why, to put's head in, not to give it away to his daughters, and leave his horns without a case.
Lear. I will forget my nature: fo kind a father! be my
horses ready? Fool. Thy asses are gone about 'em; the reason, why the seven stars are no more than seven, is a pretty reason.
Lear. Because they are not eight.
Lear. To take't again perforce !--monfter ingrati·tude !
Fool. If you were my fool, nuncle, I'd have thee beaten for being old before thy time.