Lear. This is a slave whose easy borrowed pride Dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows: Out, varlet, from my sight! Corn. What means your grace? Lear. Who stock'd my servant? Regan, I have good hope Thou didst not know of't.-Who comes here? Oh, heavens, Enter GONERIL. If you do love old men, if your sweet sway Make it your cause; send down, and take my part! [To GONERIL. O, Regan, wilt thou take her by the hand? And dotage terms so. Lear. Will O, sides, you are too tough! you yet hold?-How came my man i'the stocks? Corn. I set him there, sir: but his own disorders Deserv'd much less advancement." Lear. You! did you? Reg. I pray you, father, being weak, seem so." To be a comrade with the wolf and owl,- Why, the hot-blooded France, that dowerless took P Allow-] i. e. Approve.-UPTON. Desert'd much less advancement.] Cornwall means that Kent's disorders had entitled him even to a post of less honour than the stocks.-STEEVENS. being weak, seem so.] Since you are so weak, be content to think yourself weak.-JOHNSON. Our youngest born, I could as well be brought Gon. [Looking on the Steward. At your choice, sir. Lear. I pr'ythee, daughter, do not make me mad; Which I must needs call mine; thou art a boil, In my corrupted blood. But I'll not chide thee; Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove: I, and my hundred knights. Reg, Not altogether so, sir; Must be content to think you old, and so- Lear. Hold amity? "Tis hard; almost impossible. Gon. Why might not you, my lord, receive attendance From those that she call servants, or from mine? Reg. Why not, my lord? If then they chanc'd to slack you, ·und sumpter—] i. e. A horse that carries necessaries on a journey, though sometimes used for the case to carry them in.-STEEVENS. embossed-] i. e. Swelling, protuberant. We could control them: If you will come to me, To bring but five-and-twenty; to no more Lear. I gave you all Reg. And in good time you gave it. Lear. Made you my guardians, my depositaries; With such a number: What, must I come to you Reg. And speak it again, my lord; no more with me. Lear. Those wicked creatures yet do look well-favour'd, When others are more wicked; not being the worst, Stands in some rank of praise:-I'll go with thee; Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty, Gon. [To GONERIL. Hear me, my lord; Reg. What need one? Lear. O, reason not the need: our basest beggars 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, That all the world shall-I will do such things,- The terrors of the earth. You think, I'll weep; I have full cause of weeping; but this heart [Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool. Corn. Let us withdraw, 'twill be a storm. [Storm heard at a distance. Reg. Gon. This house 'Tis his own blame; he hath put Himself from rest, and must needs taste his folly. Reg. For his particular, I'll receive him gladly, But not one follower. Gon. Where is my lord of Gloster? So am I purpos'd. Re-enter GLOSTER. Corn. Follow'd the old man forth :-he is return'd. Corn. Whither is he going? Glo. He calls to horse; but will I know not whither. Corn. 'Tis best to give him way; he leads himself. Gon. My lord, entreat him by no means to stay. Glo. Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about There's scarce a bush. Reg. O, sir, to wilful men, The injuries, that they themselves procure, Must be their schoolmasters: Shut up your doors; And what they may incense him to, being apt To have his ear abus'd, wisdom bids fear. Corn. Shut up your doors, my lord; 'tis a wild night; My Regan counsels well: come out o'the storm. [Exeunt. h · incense him to,] i. e. Move him to. ACT III. SCENE I.-A Heath. A Storm is heard, with Thunder and Lightning. Enter Kent. Who's here, beside foul weather? Gent. Contending with the fretful element : Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main,' That things might change, or cease: tears his white hair; Catch in their fury, and make nothing of: The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. This night, wherein the cub-drawn beark would couch, The lion and the belly-pinched wolf Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs, And bids what will take all. Kent. Gent. None but the fool; His heart-struck injuries. Kent. But who is with him? who labours to out-jest Sir, I do know you; And dare, upon the warrant of my art,' Commend a dear thing to you. There is division, With mutual cunning, 'twixt Albany and Cornwall; the main,] i. e. The main land, the continent. the cub-drawn bear-] i. e. Whose dugs are drawn dry by its young. As no animals leave their dens by night but for prey; the meaning is, that even hunger and the support of her young, would not force the bear to leave her den in such a night.-WARBURTON. —the warrant of my art,] On the strength of my skill in physiognomy.— STEEVENS. |