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Alb. Where was his son, when they did take)
Mes. Come with my lady hither.
Mes. No, my good lord; I met him back again. 5
Mes. Ay, my good lord; 'twas he inform'd
Else one self mate and mate could not beget
Kent. Was this before the king return'd?
And quit the house on purpose, that their punish-Will yield to see his daughter.
Alb. Gloster, I live
To thank thee for the love thou shew'dst the king,
Kent. Why the king of France is so suddenly gone back,
you the reason?
[own unkindness, Kent. A sovereign shame so elbows him his That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights To his dog-hearted daughters, these things sting 15 His mind so venomously, that burning shame' Detains him from Cordelia.
Gent. Something he left imperfect in the state, Which since his coming forth is thought of; which Imports to the kingdom so much fear and dauger, That his personal return was most requir'd and 25
Kent. Who hath he left behind him general?
Kent. O, then it mov'd her.
Gent. Not to a rage: patience and sorrow strove
Kent. Made she no verbal question?
Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart;
Gent. Alack, poor gentleman!
Kent. Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you
A Tent in the Camp at Dover.
A better day is the best day, and the best day is a day most favourable to the productions of the earth. Such are the days in which there is a due mixture of rain and sunshine. such a thing as pity be supposed to exist!
'i. e. her outcries were accompanied with tears. The metaphor is here preserved with great knowbeing a high caustic salt, that has all the effect of fire
* The same husband and the same wife.
Reg. Himself in person there?
Stew. Madam, with much adot
Your sister is the better soldier.
[at home? 15
Reg. Lord Edmund spake not with your lady
Reg. What might import my sister's letter to
His nighted life; moreover, to descry
Stew. I must needs after him, madam, with my
Reg. Our troops set forth to-morrow; stay with The ways are dangerous.
Stew. I may not, madam;
My lady charg'd my duty in this business.
Reg. Why should she write to Edmund Might
Transport her purposes by word? Belike,
· Stew. Madam, I had rather—
Edg. Horrible steep:
Hark, do you hear the sea?
Glo. No, truly.
Edg. Why, then your other senses grow imperBy your eyes' anguish.
Glo. So may it be, indeed:
Methinks, thy voice is alter'd; and thou speak'st
Glo. Methinks, you are better spoken.
Edg. Come on, sir: here's the place :-stand
25 And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! [air,
Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark,
Reg. I know your lady does not love her husI am sure of that: and, at her late being here, She gave strange œiliads *, and most speaking looks To noble Edmund: I know, you are of her bosom. Stew. I, madam?
Reg. I speak in understanding; you are, I know
If you do chance to hear of that blind traitor,
Glo. Let go my hand.
Well worth a poor man's taking: Fairies, and gods,
Stew. 'Would I could meet him, madam! 155 would shew
Glo. O you mighty gods!
This world I do renounce; and, in your sights,
3 i. e. his life made
Important for importunate. 2 i. e. no inflated, no swelling pride. dark as night by the extinction of his eyes. • Eillade, Fr. a cast, or significant glance of the eye. Note means in this place not a letter, but a remark. i. e. You may infer more than I have directly told you. "Samphire grows in great plenty on most of the sea-cliffs in this country: it is terrible to see how people gather it, hanging by a rope several fathom from the top of the i. e. her cock-boat. impending rocks as it were in the air." Smith's History of Waterford.
? To topple is to tumble. 10 Upright has the same sense as the Latin supinus.
Burn itself out. If Edgar live, O, bless him!
[He leaps, and falls along.
Enter Lear, fantastically drest up with flowers, 5 The safer sense will ne'er accommodate Hs master thus.
Yields to the theft :Had he been wherchethought,
Glo. Away, and let me die.
Ten masts at each make not the altitude,
Glo. Alack, I have no eyes.
Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit,
Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coining: I am the king himself.
Edg. O thou side-piercing sight!
Lear.Nature's above art in that respect.--There's your press money. That fellow handles his bow like a crow-keeper'; draw me a clothier's yard. Look, look, a mouse! Peace, peace;-this piece of toasted cheese will do 't.--There's my gauntlet: I'll prove it on a giant.-Bring up the brown bills.-O, well flown, bird!—i' the clout, i' the clout: hewgh!Give the wordR.
Edg. Sweet marjoram.
Glo. I know that voice,
Lear. Ha! Goneril!-with a white beard! They flatter'd me like a dog; and told me, I had white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there. To say ay, and no, to every thing I said! 25 Ay and no too was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter; when the thunder would not peace at my bidding; there I found them, there I smelt them out. Go to, they are not men o' their [stand. 30 words: they told me I was every thing; 'tis a ie; I am not ague-proof.
To end itself by death? "Twas yet some comfort,
Edg. Give me your arm;
Up: So:-How is 't? Feel you your legs? You
Edg. This is above all strangeness.
Upon the crown o' the cliff, what thing was that
Glo. A poor unfortunate beggar.
Glo. The trick of that voice I do well rememIs 't not the king?
Lear. Ay, every inch a king:
35 When I do stare, see, how the subject quakes.
Edg.As I stood here below, methought, his eyes
Thou shalt not die: Die for adultery! No:
Let copulation thrive, for Gloster's bastard son
To't, luxury 10, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers.45 Behold yon' simpering dame,
Whose face between her forks" presageth snow;
1i. e. when life is willing to be destroyed. Thus he might die in reality.We still use the word passing-bell. 'Gossomore, the white and cobweb-like exha.ations that fly about in hot sunny weather. Skinner says, it signifies the down of the sow-thistle, which is driven to and fro by the wind. * In Mr. Rowe's edition it is, Ten masts at least. Dr. Johnson says, "Bourn seems here to signify a hill. Its common signification is a brook.-Milton, in Comus, uses bosky bourn, in the same sense perhaps with Shakspeare: But in both authors it may mean only a boundary. 'i.e. the purest, the most free from evil. 'In several counties, to this day, they call a stuffed figure representing a man, and armed with a bow and arrows, set up to fright the crows from the fruit and corn, a crow-keeper, as well as a scare-crow. 。 Lear supposes himself in a garrison, and, before he lets Edgar pass, requires the watch-word. 'Trick (says Sir Thomas Hanmer) is a word frequently used for the air, or that peculiarity in a face, voice, or gesture, which distinguishes it from others. We still say, "he has a trick of winking with his eyes, of speaking loud," &c. 10 Luxury was the ancient appropriate term for incontinence. "That is, according to Dr. Warburton, her hand held before her face in sign of modesty, with the fingers spread out, forky.-Dr. Johnson believes, that the forks were two prominences of the ruff rising on each side of the face.
To hear of pleasure's name;
The fitchew, nor the soyled horse', goes to 't
Down from the waist they are centaurs,
stench,consumption;-Fie,fie, fie! pah! pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, To sweeten my imagination! there's money for Glo. O, let me kiss that hand! [thee. Lear. Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. Glo. Q ruin'd piece of nature! this great world Shall so wear out to nought.-Dost thou know me: 15 Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thon squiny at me? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid; I'll not love.-Read thou this challenge; inark but the penning of it.
Glo. Were all the letters suns, I could not see one. 20 Edg. I would not take this from report;it is, And my heart breaks at it.
Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear;
And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks :
Edg. O, matter and impertinency mixt;
Lear. If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.
[me. Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are [block?—
To this great stage of fools;- -This a good
A troop of horse with felt: I'll put it in proof;
Enter a Gentleman, with Attendants.
Lear. No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even
Gent. You shall have any thing.
Gent. Good sir,
Lear. I will die bravely, like a bridegroom; what?
Gent. You are a royal one, and we obey you.
you get it,
You shall get it by running. Sa, sa, sa, sa. [Exit.
A polecat. 2 Soyled horse is a term used for a horse that has been fed with hay and corn in the stable during the winter, and is turned out in the spring. to take the first flush of grass, or has it cut and carried in to him. This at once cleanses the animal, and fills him with blood. The case of eyes is the socket of either eye. This is an old phrase, signifying to qualify, or uphold them. Dr. Johnson proposes to read, a good flock.—“ Flocks (he adds) are wool moulded together. It is very common for madmen to catch an accidental hint, and strain it to the purpose predominant in their minds. Lear picks up a flock, and immediately thinks to surprize his enemies by a troop of horse shod with flocks or felt. Yet block may stand, if we suppose that the sight of a block put him in mind of mounting his horse.". -Mr. Steevens thinks Dr. Johnson's explanation is very ingenious; but believes there is no occasion to adopt it, as the speech itself, or at least the action that should accompany it, will furnish all the connection which he has sought for from an extraneous circumstance. Upon the king's saying, I will preach to thee, the poet seems to have meant him to pull off his hat, and keep turning it and feeling it, in the attitude of one of the preachers of those times (whom Mr. Steevens has seen so represented in ancient prints), till the idea of felt, which the good hat or block was made of, raises the stratagem in his brain of shoeing a troop of horse with a substance soft as that which he held and moulded between his hands. This makes him start from his preachment.-Block anciently signified the head-part of the hat, or the thing on which a hat is formed, and sometimes the hat itself. Mr. Malone believes a man of sult is a man made up of tears.
Glo. Now, good sir, what are you?
Glo, What, is he dead?
Edg. Sit you down, father; rest you.-
Reads the letter.
"Let our reciprocal vows be remember'd. "You have many opportunities to cut him off; "if your will want not, time and place will be "fruitfully offered. There is nothing done, if he "return the conqueror: Then am i the prisoner,
Edg. A most poor man, made tame to fortune's 25 and his bed my gaol; from the loath'd warmth
Who, by the art of known and feeling sorrows 2,
Am pregnant to good pity. Give me your hand,
Glo. Hearty thanks:
The bounty and the benizon of heaven
To boot, and boot!
"whereof deliver me, and supply the place for
"Your (wife, so I would say) affectionate
300 undistinguish'd space of woman's will!-
Stew. A proclaim'd prize! Most happy!
Glo. Now let thy friendly hand
Edg.Chill not let go, zir, without vurther'casion.
[Exit Edgar, removing the body. Glo. The king is mad: How stiff is my vile
That I stand up, and have ingenious feeling"
Edg. Good gentleman, go your gait, and let poor volk pass. And ch'udha' been zwagger'd out of my life, 'twould not ha' been zo long as 'tis by a vortnight. Nay, come not near the old man; keep out, che vor' ye', or ise try whether 50 your costard or my bat be the harder: Ch'ill be plain with you.
Stew. Out, dunghill!
Edg. Ch'ill pick your teeth, zir: Come; no matter for your foyns. [Edgar knocks him down.|55|
Edg. Give me your hand:
The main body is expected to be desery'd every hour. i. e. sorrows past and present. quickly recollect the past offences of thy life, and recommend thyseir to heaven. Gang your gate is a common expression in the North. i.c. I warn you. Edgar counterfeits the western dialect. • i. c. head. 'i. e. club. To foyn is to make what we call a thrust in fencing. 'i. e. I'll cover.-In Staffordshire, to rake the fire, is to cover it with fuel for the night. 10 The duke of Albany, whose death is machinated by practice or treason. "Ingenious feeling signities a feeling from an understanding not disturbed or disordered, but which, representing things as they are, makes the sense of pain the more exquisite.