_Lear._ Of all these bounds, even from this line to this, With shadowy forests and with champains rich'd,[2463][2464][2465] With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads,[2464] We make thee lady. To thine and Albany's issue[2466] Be this perpetual. What says our second daughter,[2467] 65 Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak.[2468] _Reg._ I am made of that self metal as my sister,[2469] And prize me at her worth. In my true heart[2470] I find she names my very deed of love;[2471] Only she comes too short: that I profess[2471][2472] 70 Myself an enemy to all other joys[2471] Which the most precious square of sense possesses,[2473] And find I am alone felicitate[2474][2475] In your dear highness' love.[2474] _Cor._ [_Aside_] Then poor Cordelia![2476][2477][2478] And yet not so, since I am sure my love's[2479][2480] 75 More ponderous than my tongue.[2477][2480][2481] _Lear._ To thee and thine hereditary ever Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom, No less in space, validity and pleasure, Than that conferr'd on Goneril. Now, our joy,[2482][2483][2484] 80 Although the last, not least, to whose young love[2483][2485] The vines of France and milk of Burgundy[2483] Strive to be interess'd, what can you say to draw[2483][2486] A third more opulent than your sisters? Speak.[2483][2487] _Cor._ Nothing, my lord. 85 _Lear._ Nothing![2488] _Cor._ Nothing.[2488] _Lear._ Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.[2489] _Cor._ Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave[2490][2491] My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty[2490] 90 According to my bond; nor more nor less.[2490][2492] _Lear._ How, how, Cordelia! mend your speech a little,[2493] Lest it may mar your fortunes.[2494] _Cor._ Good my lord, You have begot me, bred me, loved me: I[2495][2496] Return those duties back as are right fit,[2496][2497] 95 Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands, if they say[2498] They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed,[2498][2499][2500] That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry[2500] Half my love with him, half my care and duty:[2500] 100 Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,[2500][2501][2502] To love my father all.[2502][2503] _Lear._ But goes thy heart with this? _Cor._ Ay, good my lord.[2504] _Lear._ So young, and so untender? _Cor._ So young, my lord, and true. 105