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Pr'ythee, nuncle, keep a school-master that can teach thy fool to lie; I would fain learn to lie.
Lear. If you lie, sirrah, we'll have you whipp'd. Fool. I marvel, what kin thou and thy daughters are: they'll have me whipp'd for speaking true, thou❜lt have me whipp'd for lying; and, sometimes, I am whipp'd for holding my peace. I had rather be any kind of thing, than a fool: and yet I would not be thee, nuncle; thou hast pared thy wit o' both sides, and left nothing in the middle: Here comes one o' the parings.
Lear. How now, daughter? what makes that frontlet on? Methinks, you are too much of late i' the frown.
Fool. Thou wast a pretty fellow, when thou had'st no need to care for her frowning; now thou art an O without a figure: I am better than thou art now; I am a fool, thou art nothing.-Yes, forsooth, I will hold my tongue; so your face [to Gon.] bids me, though you say nothing. Mum, mum, He that keeps nor crust nor crum, Weary of all, shall want some.
That's a sheal'd peascod.
[pointing to Lear. Gon. Not only, sir, this your all-licens'd fool, But other of your insolent retinue
Do hourly carp and quarrel; breaking forth
In rank and not-to-be-endured riots. Sir,
That you protect this course, and put
Fool. For you trow, nuncle,
The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long, That it had its head bit off by its young. So, out went the candle, and we were left darkling. Lear. Are you our daughter?
Gon. Come, sir, I would, you would make use of that good wisdom whereof I know you are fraught; and put away these dispositions, which of late transform you from what you rightly are.
Fool. May not an ass know when the cart draws the horse?-Whoop, Jug! I love thee.
Lear. Does any here know me?-Why this is not Lear: does Lear walk thus? speak thus ? Where are his eyes? Either his notion weakens, or his discernings are lethargied.-Sleeping or waking?-Ha! sure 'tis not so.-Who is it that can tell me who I am?-Lear's shadow? I would learn that; for by the marks of sovereignty, knowledge, and reason, I should be false persuaded I had daughters.
Fool. Which they will make an obedient father.
Gon. Come, sir;
This admiration is much o' the favour
Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you
To understand my purposes aright:
Darkness and devils !
disorder'd rabble Make servants of their betters.
you come ?
Is it your will? [to Alb.] Speak, sir.- Prepare my
Pray, sir, be patient.
My train are men of choice and rarest parts,
And in the most exact regard support
The worships of their name.-O most small fault,
Which, like an engine, wrench'd my frame of nature
Alb. My lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant Of what hath mov'd you.
Lear. It may be so, my lord.-Hear, nature, hear;
Dry up in her the organs of increase;
Gon. Never afflict yourself to know the cause; But let his disposition have that scope That dotage gives it.
Lear. What, fifty of my followers, at a clap'
What's the matter, sir?
asham'd That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus:
[to Goneril. That these hot tears, which break from me perforce, Should make thee worth them.—Blasts and fogs
The untented woundings of a father's curse
[Exeunt Lear, Kent, and Attendants. Gon. Do you mark that, my lord?
Alb. I cannot be so partial, Goneril, To the great love I bear you,
Gon. Pray you, content.—What, Oswald, ho! You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master.
[To the Fool. Fool. Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry, and take the fool with thee.