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King Lear

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by Shakespeare, William


  Regan. Not altogether so.I looked not for you yet, nor am provided

  For your fit welcome. Give ear, sir, to my sister,

  For those that mingle reason with your passion°

  Must be content to think you old, and so—

  But she knows what she does.

  Lear. Is this well spoken?

  Regan. I dare avouch° it, sir. What, fifty followers?Is it not well? What should you need of more?

  Yea, or so many, sith that° both charge° and

  danger

  Speak ‘gainst so great a number? How in one house213 knee kneel before

  213 squirelike like a retainer

  215 sumpter pack horse

  223 embossèd carbuncle swollen boil

  226 Thunder-bearer i.e., Jupiter

  227 high-judging (1) supreme (2) judging from heaven

  233 min- gle ... passion i.e., consider your turbulent behavior coolly and reasonably

  236 avouch swear by

  238 sith that since

  238 charge expense

  Should many people, under two commands,

  Hold° amity? ‘Tis hard, almost impossible.

  Goneril. Why might not you, my lord, receive attendanceFrom those that she calls servants, or from mine?

  Regan. Why not, my lord? If then they chanced to slack° ye,We could control them. If you will come to me

  (For now I spy a danger), I entreat you

  To bring but five-and-twenty. To no more

  Will I give place or notice.°

  Lear. I gave you all.

  Regan. And in good time you gave it.

  Lear. Made you my guardians, my depositaries,°But kept a reservation° to be followed

  With such a number. What, must I come to you

  With five-and-twenty? Regan, said you so?

  Regan. And speak’t again, my lord. No more with me.

  Lear. Those wicked creatures yet do look well-favored°When others are more wicked; not being the worst

  Stands in some rank of praise.° [To Goneril] I’ll

  go with thee.

  Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty,

  And thou art twice her love.°

  Goneril. Hear me, my lord.What need you five-and-twenty? ten? or five?

  To follow° in a house where twice so many

  Have a command to tend you?

  Regan. What need one?

  Lear. O reason° not the need! Our basest beggars241 hold preserve

  244 slack neglect

  248 notice recognition

  250 depositaries trustees

  251 reservation condition

  255 well-favored handsome 2

  56-57 not ... praise i.e., that Goneril is not so bad as Regan is one thing in her favor

  259 her love i.e., as loving as she

  261 follow attend on you

  263 reason scrutinize

  Are in the poorest thing superfluous.°

  Allow not nature more than nature needs,°

  Man’s life is cheap as beast’s. Thou art a lady:

  If only to go warm were gorgeous,

  Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear‘st,

  Which scarcely keeps thee warm.° But, for true

  need—

  You heavens, give me that patience, patience I

  need.

  You see me here, you gods, a poor old man,

  As full of grief as age, wretched in both.

  If it be you that stirs these daughters’ hearts

  Against their father, fool° me not so much

  To bear° it tamely; touch me with noble anger,

  And let not women’s weapons, water drops,

  Stain my man’s cheeks. No, you unnatural hags!

  I will have such revenges on you both

  That all the world shall—I will do such things—

  What they are, yet I know not; but they shall be

  The terrors of the earth. You think I’ll weep.

  No, I’ll not weep.

  Storm and tempest.

  I have full cause of weeping, but this heart

  Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws°

  Or ere° I’ll weep. O Fool, I shall go mad!

  Exeunt Lear, Gloucester, Kent, and Fool.

  Cornwall. Let us withdraw, ‘twill be a storm.

  Regan. This house is little; the old man and’s people Cannot be well bestowed.°

  Goneril. ‘Tis his own blame; hath° put himself from rest°And must needs taste his folly.

  264 Are ... superfluous i.e., have some trifle not absolutely necessary

  265 needs i.e., to sustain life

  267-69 If ... warm i.e., if to satisfy the need for warmth were to be gorgeous, you would not need the clothing you wear, which is worn more for beauty than warmth

  274 fool humiliate

  275 To bear as to make me bear

  284 flaws (1) pieces (2) cracks (3) gusts of passion

  285 Or ere before

  288 bestowed lodged 289 hath he hath

  289 rest (1) place of residence (2) repose of mind

  Regan. For his particular,° I’ll receive him gladly, But not one follower.

  Goneril. So am I purposed.°Where is my Lord of Gloucester?

  Cornwall. Followed the old man forth.

  Enter Gloucester.

  He is returned.

  Gloucester. The King is in high rage.

  Cornwall. Whither is he going?

  Gloucester. He calls to horse, but will I know not whither.

  Cornwall. ‘Tis best to give him way, he leads himself.°

  Goneril. My lord, entreat him by no means to stay.

  Gloucester. Alack, the night comes on, and the high windsDo sorely ruffle.° For many miles about

  There’s scarce a bush.

  Regan. O, sir, to willful menThe injuries that they themselves procure

  Must be their schoolmasters. Shut up your doors.

  He is attended with a desperate train,

  And what they may incense° him to, being apt

  To have his ear abused,° wisdom bids fear.

  Cornwall. Shut up your doors, my lord; ‘tis a wild night.My Regan counsels well. Come out o’ th’ storm.

  Exeunt.

  291 his particular himself personally

  292 purposed determined

  297 give ... himself let him go; he insists on his own way

  300 ruffle rage

  305 incense incite

  305-06 being ... abused he being inclined to harken to bad counsel

  ACT 3

  Scene 1. [A heath.]

  Storm still.° Enter Kent and a Gentleman severally.

  Kent. Who’s there besides foul weather? Gentleman. One minded like the weather most unquietly.°

  Kent. I know you. Where’s the King?

  Gentleman. Contending with the fretful elements;Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea,

  Or swell the curlèd waters ‘bove the main,°

  That things might change,° or cease; tears his white

  hair,

  Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless° rage,

  Catch in their fury, and make nothing of;

  Strives in his little world of man° to outscorn

  The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.

  This night, wherein the cub-drawn° bear would

  couch,°

  The lion, and the belly-pinchèd° wolf

  Keep their fur dry, unbonneted° he runs,3.1. s.d. still continually

  2 minded ... unquietly disturbed in mind, like the weather

  6 main land

  7 change (1) be destroyed (2) be exchanged (i.e., turned upside down) (3) change for the better

  8 eyeless (1) blind (2) invisible

  10 little world of man (the microcosm, as opposed to the universe or macrocosm, which it copies in little)

  12 cub-drawn sucked dry by her cubs, and so ravenously hungry 12 couch take shelter in its lair

  18 belly-pi
nchèd starved

  14 unbonneted hatless

  And bids what will take all.°

  Kent. But who is with him?

  Gentleman. None but the Fool, who labors to outjest His heart-struck injuries.

  Kent. Sir, I do know you,And dare upon the warrant of my note°

  Commend a dear thing° to you. There is division,

  Although as yet the face of it is covered

  With mutual cunning, ‘twixt Albany and Cornwall;

  Who have—as who have not, that° their great

  stars

  Throned° and set high?—servants, who seem no

  less,°

  Which are to France the spies and speculations

  Intelligent° of our state. What hath been seen,

  Either in snuffs and packings° of the Dukes,

  Or the hard rein which both of them hath borne°

  Against the old kind King, or something deeper,

  Whereof, perchance, these are but furnishings°—

  But, true it is, from France there comes a power°

  Into this scattered° kingdom, who already,

  Wise in our negligence, have secret feet

  In some of our best ports, and are at point°

  To show their open banner. Now to you:

  If on my credit you dare build° so far

  To° make your speed to Dover, you shall find

  Some that will thank you, making° just° report

  Of how unnatural and bemadding° sorrow

  The King hath cause to plain.°

  I am a gentleman of blood and breeding,°15 take all (like the reckless gambler, staking all he has left)

  18 warrant of my note strength of what I have taken note (of you)

  19 Commend ... thing entrust important business

  22 that whom

  22-23 stars/Throned destinies have throned

  23 seem no less seem to be so

  24-25 speculations/Intelligent giving intelligence

  26 snuffs and packings quarrels and plots

  27 hard ... borne close and cruel control they have exercised

  29 furnishings excuses

  30 power army

  31 scattered disunited

  33 at point ready

  35 If ... build if you can trust me, proceed

  36 To as to

  37 making for making

  37 just accurate

  38 bemadding maddening

  39 plain complain of

  40 blood and breeding noble family

  And from some knowledge and assurance° offer

  This office° to you.

  Gentleman. I will talk further with you.

  Kent. No, do not.For confirmation that I am much more

  Than my out-wall,° open this purse and take

  What it contains. If you shall see Cordelia,

  As fear not but you shall, show her this ring,

  And she will tell you who that fellow° is

  That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm!

  I will go seek the King.

  Gentleman. Give me your hand. Have you no more to say?

  Kent. Few words, but, to effect,° more than all yet:That when we have found the King—in which your

  pain°

  That way, I’ll this—he that first lights on him,

  Holla the other. Exeunt [severally].

  Scene 2. [Another part of the heath.] Storm still.

  Enter Lear and Fool.

  Lear. Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks. Rage, blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes,° spoutTill you have drenched our steeples, drowned the

  cocks.°41 knowledge and assurance sure and trustworthy information

  42 office service (i.e., the trip to Dover)

  45 out-wall superficial appearance

  48 fellow companion

  52 to effect in their importance

  53 pain labor 3.2.2 hurricanoes waterspouts

  3 cocks weathercocks

  You sulph‘rous and thought-executing° fires,

  Vaunt-couriers° of oak-cleaving thunderbolts,

  Singe my white head. And thou, all-shaking thunder,

  Strike flat the thick rotundity° o’ th’ world,

  Crack Nature’s molds,° all germains spill° at once,

  That makes ingrateful° man.

  Fool. O Nuncle, court holy-water° in a dry house is better than this rain water out o’ door. Good Nuncle, in; ask thy daughters blessing. Here’s a night pities neither wise man nor fools.

  Lear. Rumble thy bellyful. Spit, fire. Spout, rain!Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daughters.

  I tax° not you, you elements, with unkindness.

  I never gave you kingdom, called you children,

  You owe me no subscription.° Then let fall

  Your horrible pleasure.° Here I stand your slave,

  A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man.

  But yet I call you servile ministers,°

  That will with two pernicious daughters join

  Your high-engendered battles° ‘gainst a head

  So old and white as this. O, ho! ’tis foul.

  Fool. He that has a house to put ’s head in has a good headpiece.°The codpiece° that will house

  Before the head has any,

  The head and he° shall louse:

  So beggars marry many.°

  The man that makes his toe4 thought-executing (1) doing execution as quick as thought (2) executing or carrying out the thought of him who hurls the lightning

  5 Vaunt-couriers heralds, scouts who range before the main body of the army

  7 rotundity i.e., not only the sphere of the globe, but the roundness of gestation (Delius)

  8 Nature’s molds the molds or forms in which men are made

  8 all germains spill destroy the basic seeds of life

  9 ingrateful ungrateful

  10 court holy-water flattery

  16 tax accuse

  18 subscription allegiance, submission

  9 pleasure will

  21 ministers agents

  23 high-engendered battles armies formed in the heavens

  26 headpiece (1) helmet (2) brain

  27 codpiece penis (lit., padding worn at the crotch of a man’s hose)

  29 he it

  30 many i.e., lice

  27-30 The ... many i.e., the man who gratifies his sexual appetites before he has a roof over his head will end up a lousy beggar

  What he his heart should make

  Shall of a corn cry woe,

  And turn his sleep to wake.°

  For there was never yet fair woman but she made

  mouths in a glass.°

  Enter Kent.

  Lear. No, I will be the pattern of all patience, I will say nothing.

  Kent. Who’s there?

  Fool. Marry,° here’s grace and a codpiece; that’s a wise man and a fool.°

  Kent. Alas, sir, are you here? Things that love nightLove not such nights as these. The wrathful skies

  Gallow° the very wanderers of the dark

  And make them keep° their caves. Since I was man

  Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid° thunder,

  Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never

  Remember to have heard. Man’s nature cannot

  carry°

  Th’ affliction nor the fear.

  Lear. Let the great godsThat keep this dreadful pudder° o‘er our heads

  Find out their enemies now.° Tremble, thou wretch,

  That hast within thee undivulgèd crimes

  Unwhipped of justice. Hide thee, thou bloody hand,

  Thou perjured,° and thou simular° of virtue31-34 The ... wake i.e., the man who, ignoring the fit order of things, elevates what is base above what is noble, will suffer for it as Lear has, in banishing Cordelia and enriching her sisters

  35-36 made mouths in a glass posed before a mirror (irrelevant nonsense, except that it calls to mind the general theme of vanity and folly)
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  40 Marry by the Virgin Mary

  40-41 here’s ... fool (Kent’s question is answered: The King [“grace”] is here, and the Fool—who customarily wears an exaggerated codpiece. But which is which is left ambiguous, since Lear has previously been called a codpiece)

  44 Gallow frighten

  45 keep remain inside

  46 horrid horrible

  48 carry endure

  50 pudder turmoil

  51 Find ... now i.e., discover sinners by the terror they reveal

  54 perjured perjurer

  54 simular counterfeiter

  That art incestuous. Caitiff,° to pieces shake,

  That under covert and convenient seeming°

  Has practiced on° man’s life. Close° pent-up guilts,

  Rive° your concealing continents° and cry

  These dreadful summoners grace.° I am a man

  More sinned against than sinning.

  Kent. Alack, bareheaded?Gracious my lord,° hard by here is a hovel;

  Some friendship will it lend you ‘gainst the

  tempest.

  Repose you there, while I to this hard house

  (More harder than the stones whereof ’tis raised,

  Which even but now, demanding after° you,

  Denied me to come in) return, and force

  Their scanted° courtesy.

  Lear. My wits begin to turn.Come on, my boy. How dost, my boy? Art cold?

  I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow?

  The art° of our necessities is strange,

  That can make vile things precious. Come, your

  hovel.

  Poor Fool and knave, I have one part in my heart

 

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