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Thy medicine on my lips; and let this kiss *-
Repair those violent harms, that my two sisters
Have in thy reverence made!
Rent. - Kind and dear princess!
Cor. Had you not been their father, these white
Had challeng'd pity of them. Was this a face . . .
To be expos'd against the warring winds?
[To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder?
In the most terrible and nimble stroke
Of quick, cross lightning? to watch (poor perdu!”)
With this thin helm ?] Mine enemy's dog,
Though he had bit me, should have stood that night
Against my fire; And wast thou fain, poor father,
To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn,
In short and musty straw? Alack, alack!
'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once
Had not concluded all.—He wakes; speak to him.
Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest.
Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your
majesty 2 - -
Lear, You do me wrong, to take me out o' the
Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.
Cor. Sir, do you know me?
Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die?
Cor. Still, still, far widel
Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhile.
WOL., XIII. T.
Lear. Where have I been? Where am I?—Fair daylight?
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;
I feel this pin prick. "Would I were assur'd
Of my condition.
Cor. O, look upon me, sir,
And hold your hands in benediction o'er me:—
No, sir, you must not kneel.
Lear. Pray, do not mock me:
I am a very foolish fond old man,
Fourscore and upward; and, to deal plainly,
I fear, I am not in my perfect mind.
Methinks, I should know you, and know this man;
Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant
What place this is; and all the skill I have
Remembers not these garments; nor I know not
Where I did lodge last night: Do not laugh at me;
For, as I am a man, I think this lady
To be my child Cordelia.
Cor. And so I am, I am.
Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray,
If you have poison for me, I will drink it.
I know, you do not love me; for your sisters
Have, as I do remember, done me wrong:
You have some cause, they have not.
Cor. No cause, no cause,
Lear. Am I in France 2
Kent. In your own kingdom, sir.
Lear. Do not abuse me.
Phys. Be comforted, good madam: the great rage, You see, is cur'd in him: [and yet it is danger To make him even o'er the time he has lost.] Desire him to go in; trouble him no more, Till further settling.
Cor. Will't please your highness walk 2
Lear. You must bear with me: Pray now, forget and forgive: I am old, and foolish.
[Ereunt Lear, Cordelia, Physician, and
[Gent. Holds it true, sir,
That the duke of Cornwall was so slain 2
Kent. Most certain, sir.
Gent. Who is conductor of his people
Kent. As 'tis said, The bastard son of Gloster.
Gent. They say, Edgar,
His banish'd son, is with the earl of Kent
Kent. Report is changeable.
'Tis time to look about; the powers o'the kingdom
Gent. The arbitrement is like to be a bloody. Fare you well, sir. [Erit. Kent. My point and period will be throughly wrought, Or well, or ill, as this day's battle's fought.] [Erit.