King Lear by William Shakespeare, 1564-1616

EDMUND No, by mine honour, madam.

REGAN I never shall endure her: dear my lord,

Be not familiar with her.

EDMUND Fear me not:

She and the duke her husband!

Enter, with drum and colours, ALBANY, GONERIL, and Soldiers

GONERIL [Aside]

I had rather lose the battle than that sister

Should loosen him and me.

ALBANY Our very loving sister, well be-met.

Sir, this I hear; the king is come to his daughter,

With others whom the rigor of our state

Forced to cry out. Where I could not be honest,

I never yet was valiant: for this business,

It toucheth us, as France invades our land,

Not bolds the king, with others, whom, I fear,

Most just and heavy causes make oppose.

EDMUND Sir, you speak nobly.

REGAN Why is this reason’d?

GONERIL Combine together ‘gainst the enemy;

For these domestic and particular broils

Are not the question here.

ALBANY Let’s then determine

With the ancient of war on our proceedings.

EDMUND I shall attend you presently at your tent.

REGAN Sister, you’ll go with us?

GONERIL No.

REGAN ‘Tis most convenient; pray you, go with us.

GONERIL [Aside]

O, ho, I know the riddle.–I will go.

As they are going out, enter EDGAR disguised

EDGAR If e’er your grace had speech with man so poor,

Hear me one word.

ALBANY I’ll overtake you. Speak.

Exeunt all but ALBANY and EDGAR

EDGAR Before you fight the battle, ope this letter.

If you have victory, let the trumpet sound

For him that brought it: wretched though I seem,

I can produce a champion that will prove

What is avouched there. If you miscarry,

Your business of the world hath so an end,

And machination ceases. Fortune love you.

ALBANY Stay till I have read the letter.

EDGAR I was forbid it.

When time shall serve, let but the herald cry,

And I’ll appear again.

ALBANY Why, fare thee well: I will o’erlook thy paper.

Exit EDGAR

Re-enter EDMUND

EDMUND The enemy’s in view; draw up your powers.

Here is the guess of their true strength and forces

By diligent discovery; but your haste

Is now urged on you.

ALBANY We will greet the time.

Exit

EDMUND To both these sisters have I sworn my love;

Each jealous of the other, as the stung

Are of the adder. Which of them shall I take?

Both? one? or neither? Neither can be enjoy’d,

If both remain alive: to take the widow

Exasperates, makes mad her sister Goneril;

And hardly shall I carry out my side,

Her husband being alive. Now then we’ll use

His countenance for the battle; which being done,

Let her who would be rid of him devise

His speedy taking off. As for the mercy

Which he intends to Lear and to Cordelia,

The battle done, and they within our power,

Shall never see his pardon; for my state

Stands on me to defend, not to debate.

Exit

Scene 2

A field between the two camps.

Alarum within. Enter, with drum and colours, KING LEAR, CORDELIA, and Soldiers, over the stage; and exeunt

Enter EDGAR and GLOUCESTER

EDGAR Here, father, take the shadow of this tree

For your good host; pray that the right may thrive:

If ever I return to you again,

I’ll bring you comfort.

GLOUCESTER Grace go with you, sir!

Exit EDGAR

Alarum and retreat within. Re-enter EDGAR

EDGAR Away, old man; give me thy hand; away!

King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta’en:

Give me thy hand; come on.

GLOUCESTER No farther, sir; a man may rot even here.

EDGAR What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure

Their going hence, even as their coming hither;

Ripeness is all: come on.

GLOUCESTER And that’s true too.

Exeunt

Scene 3

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

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:

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

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,

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,

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.

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

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.

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.

Exit

Flourish. Enter ALBANY, GONERIL, REGAN, another Captain, 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

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,

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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]

Let the drum strike, and prove my title thine.

ALBANY Stay yet; hear reason. Edmund, I arrest thee

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,

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:

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

Than I have here proclaim’d thee.

REGAN Sick, O, sick!

GONERIL [Aside]

If not, I’ll ne’er trust medicine.

EDMUND There’s my exchange:

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