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No less in space, validity," and pleasure,
Than that conferred on Goneril.-Now, our joy,
Although the last, not least; to whose young love
The vines of France, and milk of Burgundy,

Strive to be interess'd ;P what can you say, to draw
A third more opulent than your sisters? Speak.
Cor. Nothing, my lord.

Lear. Nothing?

Cor. Nothing.

Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak again.
Cor, Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave

My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty

According to my bond; nor more, nor less.

Lear. How, how, Cordelia? mend your speech a little,

Lest it may mar your fortunes.


Good my lord,

You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me: I
Return those duties back as are right fit,
Obey you, love you, and most honour you.
Why have my sisters husbands, if they say,
They love you, all? Haply, when I shall wed,

That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall carry
Half my love with him, half my care and duty:

Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,

To love my father all.

Lear. But goes this with thy heart?


Lear. So young, and so untender?

Cor. So young, my lord, and true.

Ay, good my lord.

Lear. Let it be so,-Thy truth then be thy dower:

For, by the sacred radiance of the sun;

The mysteries of Hecate, and the night;
By all the operations of the orbs,

From whom we do exist, and cease to be;
Here I disclaim all my paternal care,

validity,] i.e. Worth, value.

· conferred-] This is the correct reading of the folio. Steevens reads after the quarto, confirm'd on; which, as M. Mason observes, is false English: we confer on a person, but we confirm to him.

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-interess'd;] From to interesse, the original form of to interest; from interesser, Fr.-NARES.

Propinquity and property of blood,

And as a stranger to my heart and me

Hold thee, from this, for ever. The barbarous Scythian, Or he that makes his generation' messes

To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom

Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and reliev'd,
As thou my sometime daughter.


Lear. Peace, Kent!

Good my liege,

Come not between the dragon and his wrath:
I lov'd her most, and thought to set my rest
On her kind nursery.-Hence, and avoid my sight!→

So be my grave my peace, as here I give

Her father's heart from her!-Call France;-Who stirs ? Call Burgundy.-Cornwall, and Albany,

With my two daughters' dowers digest this third:

Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her.
I do invest you jointly with my power,
Pre-eminence, and all the large effects

That troop with majesty.-Ourself, by monthly course,
With reservation of an hundred knights,

By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode

Make with you by due turns. Only we still retain

The name, and all the additions to a king ;

The sway,

Revenue, execution of the rest,*

Beloved sons, be yours: which to confirm,

This coronet part between you.


[Giving the Crown.

Royal Lear,

Whom I have ever honour'd as my king,

Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd,

As my great patron thought on in my prayers,-
Lear. The bow is bent and drawn, make from the shaft.
Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly,


- from this,] i.e. From this time.-STEEVENS.

generation] i. e. His children.MALONE.

all the additions to a king;] All the titles belonging to a king.

-execution of the rest,] i. e. All the other business.-JOHNSON.

When Lear is mad.

What would'st thou do, old man?

Think'st thou, that duty shall have dread to speak,
When power to flattery bows? To plainness honour's

When majesty stoop to folly. Reverse thy doom;
And, in thy best consideration, check

This hideous rashness: answer my life my judgment,
Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least;
Nor are those empty-hearted, whose low sound
Reverbs" no hollowness.


Kent, on thy life no more.

Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn

To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it,
Thy safety being the motive.


Out of my sight!

Kent. See better, Lear; and let me still remain

The true blank of thine eye.*

Lear. Now, by Apollo,-

Thou swear'st thy gods in vain.

Now, by Apollo, king,

[Laying his hand on his sword.

Alb. Corn. Dear sir, forbear.
Kent. Do;

O, vassal! miscreant!

Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow

Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift;

Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat,

I'll tell thee, thou dost evil.


Hear me, recreant!

On thine allegiance hear me !—

Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow,
(Which we durst never yet,) and, with strain'd pride,
To come betwixt our sentence and our power;
(Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,)
Our potency made good,' take thy reward.

u Reverbs-] i. e. Reverberates. This contraction is supposed to be peculiar to Shakspeare.-NARES.

* The true blank-] i. e. The white or exact mark at which the arrow is shot. See better, says Kent, and keep me always in your view.-JOHNSON.

y Our potency made good,] i. e. They to whom I have yielded my power and authority, yielding me the ability to dispense it in this instance, take thy reward.-STEEVENS.

Five days we do allot thee, for provision
To shield thee from diseases of the world;

And, on the sixth, to turn thy hated back

Upon our kingdom: if, on the tenth day following,
Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions,
The moment is thy death: Away! by Jupiter,"

This shall not be revok'd.

Kent. Fare thee well, king: since thus thou wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.—

The gods to their dear shelter take thee maid,


That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said!—
And your large speeches may your deeds approve,


That good effects may spring from words of love.-
Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu;
He'll shape his old course in a country new.


Re-enter GLOSTER; with FRANCE, BURGUNDY, and


Glo. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord.
Lear. My lord of Burgundy,

We first address towards you, who with this king
Hath rivall❜d for our daughter; What, in the least,
Will you require in present dower with her,

Or cease your quest of love?"


Most royal majesty, I crave no more than hath your highness offer'd,

Nor will you tender less.


Right noble Burgundy,

When she was dear to us, we did hold her so;

But now her price is fall'n: Sir, there she stands;

If aught within that little, seeming substance,

Or all of it, with our displeasure piec'd,

zby Jupiter,] Shakspeare makes his Lear too much a mythologist: he had Hecate and Apollo before.-JOHNSON.

a He'll shape his old course-] He will follow his old maxims; he will continue to act upon the same principles.-JOHNSON.

P quest of love?] i. e. Amorous expedition. The term originated from Romance. A quest was the expedition in which a knight was engaged.— STEEVENS.

seeming-] i. e. Specious.

And nothing more, may fitly like your grace,
She's there, and she is yours.


Lear. Sir,

I know no answer.

Will you, with those infirmities she owes,"

Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,

Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with our oath,
Take her, or leave her?


Pardon me, royal sir;

Election makes not up on such conditions."

Lear. Then leave her, sir; for, by the power that made I tell you all her wealth.-For you, great king,



I would not from your love make such a stray,
To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you
To avert your liking a more worthier way,
Than on a wretch whom nature is asham'd
Almost to acknowledge hers.


This is most strange!

That she, that even now was your

best object,

The argument of your praise, balm of your age,
Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time
Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle
So many folds of favour! Sure, her offence
Must be of such unnatural degree,

That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection
Fall into taint: which to believe of her,
Must be a faith, that reason without miracle
Could never plant in me.


I yet beseech your majesty,

(If for" I want that glib and oily art,

To speak and purpose not; since what I well intend,
I'll do't before I speak,) that you make known

owes,] i. e. Is possessed of.

• Election makes not up on such conditions.] Election comes not to a decision; in the same sense as when we say, "I have made up my mind on that subject.”– MALONE.

or your fore-vouch'd affection

Fall into taint:] i. e. Her offence must be monstrous, or the former affection which you possessed for her must fall into taint; that is, become the subject of reproach.-M. MASON.

"-for-] i. e. Because.

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