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   King Lear
ACT V SCENE III The British camp near Dover. 
 Enter, in conquest, with drum and colours, EDMUND,KING LEAR and CORDELIA, prisoners; Captain,Soldiers, &c 
EDMUND Some officers take them away: good guard, 
 Until their greater pleasures first be known 
 That are to censure them. 
CORDELIA We are not the first 5
 Who, with best meaning, have incurr'd the worst. 
 For thee, oppressed king, am I cast down; 
 Myself could else out-frown false fortune's frown. 
 Shall we not see these daughters and these sisters? 
KING LEAR No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison: 10
 We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage: 
 When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, 
 And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, 
 And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh 
 At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues 15
 Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, 
 Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; 
 And take upon's the mystery of things, 
 As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out, 
 In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones, 20
 That ebb and flow by the moon. 
EDMUND Take them away. 
KING LEAR Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, 
 The gods themselves throw incense. Have I caught thee? 
 He that parts us shall bring a brand from heaven, 25
 And fire us hence like foxes. Wipe thine eyes; 
 The good-years shall devour them, flesh and fell, 
 Ere they shall make us weep: we'll see 'em starve 
 first. Come. 
 Exeunt KING LEAR and CORDELIA, guarded 
EDMUND Come hither, captain; hark. 30
 Take thou this note; 
 Giving a paper 
 go follow them to prison: 
 One step I have advanced thee; if thou dost 
 As this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way 
 To noble fortunes: know thou this, that men 35
 Are as the time is: to be tender-minded 
 Does not become a sword: thy great employment 
 Will not bear question; either say thou'lt do 't, 
 Or thrive by other means. 
Captain I'll do 't, my lord. 40
EDMUND About it; and write happy when thou hast done. 
 Mark, I say, instantly; and carry it so 
 As I have set it down. 
Captain I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats; 
 If it be man's work, I'll do 't. 45
 Exit 
 Flourish. Enter ALBANY, GONERIL, REGAN, anotherCaptain, and Soldiers 
ALBANY Sir, you have shown to-day your valiant strain, 
 And fortune led you well: you have the captives 
 That were the opposites of this day's strife: 
 We do require them of you, so to use them 
 As we shall find their merits and our safety 50
 May equally determine. 
EDMUND Sir, I thought it fit 
 To send the old and miserable king 
 To some retention and appointed guard; 
 Whose age has charms in it, whose title more, 55
 To pluck the common bosom on his side, 
 An turn our impress'd lances in our eyes 
 Which do command them. With him I sent the queen; 
 My reason all the same; and they are ready 
 To-morrow, or at further space, to appear 60
 Where you shall hold your session. At this time 
 We sweat and bleed: the friend hath lost his friend; 
 And the best quarrels, in the heat, are cursed 
 By those that feel their sharpness: 
 The question of Cordelia and her father 65
 Requires a fitter place. 
ALBANY Sir, by your patience, 
 I hold you but a subject of this war, 
 Not as a brother. 
REGAN That's as we list to grace him. 70
 Methinks our pleasure might have been demanded, 
 Ere you had spoke so far. He led our powers; 
 Bore the commission of my place and person; 
 The which immediacy may well stand up, 
 And call itself your brother. 75
GONERIL Not so hot: 
 In his own grace he doth exalt himself, 
 More than in your addition. 
REGAN In my rights, 
 By me invested, he compeers the best. 80
GONERIL That were the most, if he should husband you. 
REGAN Jesters do oft prove prophets. 
GONERIL Holla, holla! 
 That eye that told you so look'd but a-squint. 
REGAN Lady, I am not well; else I should answer 85
 From a full-flowing stomach. General, 
 Take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony; 
 Dispose of them, of me; the walls are thine: 
 Witness the world, that I create thee here 
 My lord and master. 90
GONERIL Mean you to enjoy him? 
ALBANY The let-alone lies not in your good will. 
EDMUND Nor in thine, lord. 
ALBANY Half-blooded fellow, yes. 
REGAN To EDMUND 
ALBANY Stay yet; hear reason. Edmund, I arrest thee 95
 On capital treason; and, in thine attaint, 
 This gilded serpent 
 Pointing to Goneril 
 For your claim, fair sister, 
 I bar it in the interest of my wife: 
 'Tis she is sub-contracted to this lord, 100
 And I, her husband, contradict your bans. 
 If you will marry, make your loves to me, 
 My lady is bespoke. 
GONERIL An interlude! 
ALBANY Thou art arm'd, Gloucester: let the trumpet sound: 105
 If none appear to prove upon thy head 
 Thy heinous, manifest, and many treasons, 
 There is my pledge; 
 Throwing down a glove 
 I'll prove it on thy heart, 
 Ere I taste bread, thou art in nothing less 110
 Than I have here proclaim'd thee. 
REGAN Sick, O, sick! 
GONERIL Aside 
EDMUND There's my exchange: 
 Throwing down a glove 
 what in the world he is 
 That names me traitor, villain-like he lies: 115
 Call by thy trumpet: he that dares approach, 
 On him, on you, who not? I will maintain 
 My truth and honour firmly. 
ALBANY A herald, ho! 
EDMUND A herald, ho, a herald! 120
ALBANY Trust to thy single virtue; for thy soldiers, 
 All levied in my name, have in my name 
 Took their discharge. 
REGAN My sickness grows upon me. 
ALBANY She is not well; convey her to my tent. 125
 Exit Regan, led 
 Enter a Herald 
 Come hither, herald,--Let the trumpet sound, 
 And read out this. 
Captain Sound, trumpet! 
 A trumpet sounds 
Herald Reads 
 the lists of the army will maintain upon Edmund, 
 supposed Earl of Gloucester, that he is a manifold 130
 traitor, let him appear by the third sound of the 
 trumpet: he is bold in his defence.' 
EDMUND Sound! 
 First trumpet 
Herald Again! 
 Second trumpet 
Herald Again! 135
 Third trumpet 
 Trumpet answers within 
 Enter EDGAR, at the third sound, armed, with atrumpet before him 
ALBANY Ask him his purposes, why he appears 
 Upon this call o' the trumpet. 
Herald What are you? 
 Your name, your quality? and why you answer 
 This present summons? 140
EDGAR Know, my name is lost; 
 By treason's tooth bare-gnawn and canker-bit: 
 Yet am I noble as the adversary 
 I come to cope. 
ALBANY Which is that adversary? 145
EDGAR What's he that speaks for Edmund Earl of Gloucester? 
EDMUND Himself: what say'st thou to him? 
EDGAR Draw thy sword, 
 That, if my speech offend a noble heart, 
 Thy arm may do thee justice: here is mine. 150
 Behold, it is the privilege of mine honours, 
 My oath, and my profession: I protest, 
 Maugre thy strength, youth, place, and eminence, 
 Despite thy victor sword and fire-new fortune, 
 Thy valour and thy heart, thou art a traitor; 155
 False to thy gods, thy brother, and thy father; 
 Conspirant 'gainst this high-illustrious prince; 
 And, from the extremest upward of thy head 
 To the descent and dust below thy foot, 
 A most toad-spotted traitor. Say thou 'No,' 160
 This sword, this arm, and my best spirits, are bent 
 To prove upon thy heart, whereto I speak, 
 Thou liest. 
EDMUND In wisdom I should ask thy name; 
 But, since thy outside looks so fair and warlike, 165
 And that thy tongue some say of breeding breathes, 
 What safe and nicely I might well delay 
 By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn: 
 Back do I toss these treasons to thy head; 
 With the hell-hated lie o'erwhelm thy heart; 170
 Which, for they yet glance by and scarcely bruise, 
 This sword of mine shall give them instant way, 
 Where they shall rest for ever. Trumpets, speak! 
 Alarums. They fight. EDMUND falls 
ALBANY Save him, save him! 
GONERIL This is practise, Gloucester: 175
 By the law of arms thou wast not bound to answer 
 An unknown opposite; thou art not vanquish'd, 
 But cozen'd and beguiled. 
ALBANY Shut your mouth, dame, 
 Or with this paper shall I stop it: Hold, sir: 180
 Thou worse than any name, read thine own evil: 
 No tearing, lady: I perceive you know it. 
 Gives the letter to EDMUND 
GONERIL Say, if I do, the laws are mine, not thine: 
 Who can arraign me for't. 
ALBANY Most monstrous! oh! 185
 Know'st thou this paper? 
GONERIL Ask me not what I know. 
 Exit 
ALBANY Go after her: she's desperate; govern her. 
EDMUND What you have charged me with, that have I done; 
 And more, much more; the time will bring it out: 190
 'Tis past, and so am I. But what art thou 
 That hast this fortune on me? If thou'rt noble, 
 I do forgive thee. 
EDGAR Let's exchange charity. 
 I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund; 195
 If more, the more thou hast wrong'd me. 
 My name is Edgar, and thy father's son. 
 The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices 
 Make instruments to plague us: 
 The dark and vicious place where thee he got 200
 Cost him his eyes. 
EDMUND Thou hast spoken right, 'tis true; 
 The wheel is come full circle: I am here. 
ALBANY Methought thy very gait did prophesy 
 A royal nobleness: I must embrace thee: 205
 Let sorrow split my heart, if ever I 
 Did hate thee or thy father! 
EDGAR Worthy prince, I know't. 
ALBANY Where have you hid yourself? 
 How have you known the miseries of your father? 210
EDGAR By nursing them, my lord. List a brief tale; 
 And when 'tis told, O, that my heart would burst! 
 The bloody proclamation to escape, 
 That follow'd me so near,--O, our lives' sweetness! 
 That we the pain of death would hourly die 215
 Rather than die at once!--taught me to shift 
 Into a madman's rags; to assume a semblance 
 That very dogs disdain'd: and in this habit 
 Met I my father with his bleeding rings, 
 Their precious stones new lost: became his guide, 220
 Led him, begg'd for him, saved him from despair; 
 Never,--O fault!--reveal'd myself unto him, 
 Until some half-hour past, when I was arm'd: 
 Not sure, though hoping, of this good success, 
 I ask'd his blessing, and from first to last 225
 Told him my pilgrimage: but his flaw'd heart, 
 Alack, too weak the conflict to support! 
 'Twixt two extremes of passion, joy and grief, 
 Burst smilingly. 
EDMUND This speech of yours hath moved me, 230
 And shall perchance do good: but speak you on; 
 You look as you had something more to say. 
ALBANY If there be more, more woeful, hold it in; 
 For I am almost ready to dissolve, 
 Hearing of this. 235
EDGAR This would have seem'd a period 
 To such as love not sorrow; but another, 
 To amplify too much, would make much more, 
 And top extremity. 
 Whilst I was big in clamour came there in a man, 240
 Who, having seen me in my worst estate, 
 Shunn'd my abhorr'd society; but then, finding 
 Who 'twas that so endured, with his strong arms 
 He fastened on my neck, and bellow'd out 
 As he'ld burst heaven; threw him on my father; 245
 Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him 
 That ever ear received: which in recounting 
 His grief grew puissant and the strings of life 
 Began to crack: twice then the trumpets sounded, 
 And there I left him tranced. 250
ALBANY But who was this? 
EDGAR Kent, sir, the banish'd Kent; who in disguise 
 Follow'd his enemy king, and did him service 
 Improper for a slave. 
 Enter a Gentleman, with a bloody knife 
Gentleman Help, help, O, help! 255
EDGAR What kind of help? 
ALBANY Speak, man. 
EDGAR What means that bloody knife? 
Gentleman 'Tis hot, it smokes; 
 It came even from the heart of--O, she's dead! 260
ALBANY Who dead? speak, man. 
Gentleman Your lady, sir, your lady: and her sister 
 By her is poisoned; she hath confess'd it. 
EDMUND I was contracted to them both: all three 
 Now marry in an instant. 265
EDGAR Here comes Kent. 
ALBANY Produce their bodies, be they alive or dead: 
 This judgment of the heavens, that makes us tremble, 
 Touches us not with pity. 
 Exit Gentleman 
 Enter KENT 
 O, is this he? 270
 The time will not allow the compliment 
 Which very manners urges. 
KENT I am come 
 To bid my king and master aye good night: 
 Is he not here? 275
ALBANY Great thing of us forgot! 
 Speak, Edmund, where's the king? and where's Cordelia? 
 See'st thou this object, Kent? 
 The bodies of GONERIL and REGAN are brought in 
KENT Alack, why thus? 
EDMUND Yet Edmund was beloved: 280
 The one the other poison'd for my sake, 
 And after slew herself. 
ALBANY Even so. Cover their faces. 
EDMUND I pant for life: some good I mean to do, 
 Despite of mine own nature. Quickly send, 285
 Be brief in it, to the castle; for my writ 
 Is on the life of Lear and on Cordelia: 
 Nay, send in time. 
ALBANY Run, run, O, run! 
EDGAR To who, my lord? Who hath the office? send 290
 Thy token of reprieve. 
EDMUND Well thought on: take my sword, 
 Give it the captain. 
ALBANY Haste thee, for thy life. 
 Exit EDGAR 
EDMUND He hath commission from thy wife and me 295
 To hang Cordelia in the prison, and 
 To lay the blame upon her own despair, 
 That she fordid herself. 
ALBANY The gods defend her! Bear him hence awhile. 
 EDMUND is borne off 
 Re-enter KING LEAR, with CORDELIA dead in his arms;EDGAR, Captain, and others following 
KING LEAR Howl, howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of stones: 300
 Had I your tongues and eyes, I'ld use them so 
 That heaven's vault should crack. She's gone for ever! 
 I know when one is dead, and when one lives; 
 She's dead as earth. Lend me a looking-glass; 
 If that her breath will mist or stain the stone, 305
 Why, then she lives. 
KENT Is this the promised end 
EDGAR Or image of that horror? 
ALBANY Fall, and cease! 
KING LEAR This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, 310
 It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows 
 That ever I have felt. 
KENT Kneeling 
KING LEAR Prithee, away. 
EDGAR 'Tis noble Kent, your friend. 
KING LEAR A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all! 315
 I might have saved her; now she's gone for ever! 
 Cordelia, Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! 
 What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft, 
 Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman. 
 I kill'd the slave that was a-hanging thee. 320
Captain 'Tis true, my lords, he did. 
KING LEAR Did I not, fellow? 
 I have seen the day, with my good biting falchion 
 I would have made them skip: I am old now, 
 And these same crosses spoil me. Who are you? 325
 Mine eyes are not o' the best: I'll tell you straight. 
KENT If fortune brag of two she loved and hated, 
 One of them we behold. 
KING LEAR This is a dull sight. Are you not Kent? 
KENT The same, 330
 Your servant Kent: Where is your servant Caius? 
KING LEAR He's a good fellow, I can tell you that; 
 He'll strike, and quickly too: he's dead and rotten. 
KENT No, my good lord; I am the very man,-- 
KING LEAR I'll see that straight. 335
KENT That, from your first of difference and decay, 
 Have follow'd your sad steps. 
KING LEAR You are welcome hither. 
KENT Nor no man else: all's cheerless, dark, and deadly. 
 Your eldest daughters have fordone them selves, 340
 And desperately are dead. 
KING LEAR Ay, so I think. 
ALBANY He knows not what he says: and vain it is 
 That we present us to him. 
EDGAR Very bootless. 345
 Enter a Captain 
Captain Edmund is dead, my lord. 
ALBANY That's but a trifle here. 
 You lords and noble friends, know our intent. 
 What comfort to this great decay may come 
 Shall be applied: for us we will resign, 350
 During the life of this old majesty, 
 To him our absolute power: 
 To EDGAR and KENT 
 you, to your rights: 
 With boot, and such addition as your honours 
 Have more than merited. All friends shall taste 355
 The wages of their virtue, and all foes 
 The cup of their deservings. O, see, see! 
KING LEAR And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! 
 Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, 
 And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, 360
 Never, never, never, never, never! 
 Pray you, undo this button: thank you, sir. 
 Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips, 
 Look there, look there! 
 Dies 
EDGAR He faints! My lord, my lord! 365
KENT Break, heart; I prithee, break! 
EDGAR Look up, my lord. 
KENT Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him much 
 That would upon the rack of this tough world 
 Stretch him out longer. 370
EDGAR He is gone, indeed. 
KENT The wonder is, he hath endured so long: 
 He but usurp'd his life. 
ALBANY Bear them from hence. Our present business 
 Is general woe. 375
 To KENT and EDGAR 
 Friends of my soul, you twain 
 Rule in this realm, and the gored state sustain. 
KENT I have a journey, sir, shortly to go; 
 My master calls me, I must not say no. 
ALBANY The weight of this sad time we must obey; 380
 Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. 
 The oldest hath borne most: we that are young 
 Shall never see so much, nor live so long. 
 Exeunt, with a dead march 


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