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Thy fifter's naught: oh Regan, she hath tied
[Points to his heart. I can scarce speak to thee; thou'lt not believe, With how deprav'd a quality-oh Regan!
Reg. I pray you, Sir, take patience; I have Hope, You less know how to value her defert, Than she to fcant her duty. Lear. Say? How is that? cannot think
fifter in the least Would fail her obligation. If, perchance, She have restrain’d the riots of your followers ; 'Tis on such ground, and to such wholesome end, As clears her from all blame.
Lear. My curses on her!
Reg. O Sir, you are old,
Lear. Ask her forgiveness ?
Reg. Good Sir, no more; these are unsightly tricks: Return you to my lifter.
Lear. Never, Regan :
my Look'd black upon me; struck me with her tongue,
* Look'd black upon me;] So all the Editions. Mr. Theobald alters it to blank.
A small Alteration, only turning black to white. His Reason is, because to look black upon him is a Phrafe he does not underStand. But it alludes to a Serpent's turning black, when it swells with Rage and Venom, the very Creature to which Lear here compares his Daughter. VOL. VII. D
Most serpent-like, upon the very heart.
Reg. ,O the blest Gods ! So will
wish on me, when the rash mood is on. Lear. No, Regan, thou shalt never have my curse: Thy tender-hefted nature shall not give Thee o'er to harshness; her eyes are fierce, but thine Do comfort, and not burn. Tis not in thee To grudge my pleasures, to cut off my train, To bandy harty words, to scant my fizes, , And, in conclufion, to oppose the bolt Against my coming in. Thou better know'ft The offices of nature, bond of child-hood, Effects of courtesy, dues of gratitude: Thy half o'th' kingdom thou hast not forgot, Wherein I thee endow'd.
Reg. Good Sir, to th' purpose. [Trumpets within. Lear. Who put my man i'th' Stocks?
Enter Steward. Corn. What trumpet's that?
Reg. I know't, my master's: this approves her letter, That she would soon be here. Is your lady.come ?
Lear. This is a llave, whose casy-borrow'd pride
Enter Gonerill. Lear. HO stockt my servant ? Regan, I've good hope,
Thou didst not know on't. Who comes here?
Gon. Why not by th' hand, Sir ? how have I of-,
Lear. O fides, you are too tough! Will you yet hold ?-how came my man i'th'Stocks?
Corn. I set him there, Sir: but his own disorders Desery'd much less advancement.
Lear. You ? did you ? Reg. I pray you, Father, being weak, deem't fo. If, 'till the expiration of your month, You will return and sojourn with my sister, Dismissing half your train, come then to me; I'm now from home, and out of that provision Which shall be needful for your entertainment.
Lear. Return to her, and fifty men dismiss'd ? No, rather I abjure all roofs, and chufe To wage against the enmity o'th' air; To be a comrade with the wolf and owl, Necessity's sharp pinch -Return with her ? Why, the hot-blooded France, that dow'rless took Our youngest born, I could as well be brought To knee his throne, and 'Squire-like pension beg, To keep base life a-foot;Return with her? Persuade me rather to be a llave, and sumpter, To this detested groom.
Gon. At your choice, Sir.
Lear. I pr’ythee, daughter, do not make me mad; I will not trouble thee, my child. Farewel; We'll no more meet, no more see one another; But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter, Or rather a disease that's in my flesh,
Which I must needs call mine; thou art a bile,
Reg. Not altogether fo;
Lear. Is this well spoken?
Reg. I dare avouch it, Sir; what fifty followers ? Is it not well? what should you need of more ? Yea, or so many ? since both charge and danger Speak 'gainst so great a number: how in one house Should many people under two commands Hold amity ? 'tis hard, almost impossible. Gon. Why might not you, my lord, receive atten
dance From those that she calls servants, or from mine ?
Reg. Why not, my lord ? if then they chanc'd to
Lear. I give you all-
Lear. Made you my Guardians, my depositaries;
Lear. * Those wrinkled creatures yet do look well
lord ; Gon. Hear me, my
What need you five and twenty, ten, or five,
Reg. What needs one ?
Lear. O, reason not the need : our baseft beggars
* Those wicked creatures yet do look well-favour'd,
When others are more wicked: As a little before, in the Text (like flatterers) the Editors had made a Similitude where the Author intended none ; so here, where he did, they are not in the Humour to give it us, because not introduced with the formulary Word, like. Lear's second Daughter proving still more Unkind than the first, he begins to entertain a better Opinion of this, from the other's greater Degree of Inhumanity ;, and expreses it by a Similitude taken from the Deformities which old Age brings on.
Those wrinkled creatures yet do look well-favoui'd,