The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 8 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 8 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Lear._ O, reason not the need: our basest beggars[3504]
Are in the poorest thing superfluous:
Allow not nature more than nature needs,
Man's life's as cheap as beast's: thou art a lady;[3505]
If only to go warm were gorgeous, 265
Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st,[3506]
Which scarcely keeps thee warm. But for true need,--[3507]
You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need![3508]
You see me here, you gods, a poor old man,[3509]
As full of grief as age; wretched in both: 270
If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts[3510]
Against their father, fool me not so much[3511]
To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger,[3512]
And let not women's weapons, water-drops,[3513]
Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, 275
I will have such revenges on you both[3514]
That all the world shall--I will do such things,--[3515]
What they are, yet I know not, but they shall be
The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep;[3516]
No, I'll not weep:[3517] 280
I have full cause of weeping; but this heart[3517][3518]
Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws,[3517][3519]
Or ere I'll weep. O fool, I shall go mad!
[_Exeunt Lear, Gloucester, Kent, and Fool._[3520]
_Corn._ Let us withdraw; 'twill be a storm.
[_Storm and tempest._[3521][3522]
_Reg._ This house is little: the old man and his people[3522][3523] 285
Cannot be well bestow'd.[3522][3524]
_Gon._ 'Tis his own blame; hath put himself from rest,[3522][3525]
And must needs taste his folly.[3522][3526]
_Reg._ For his particular, I'll receive him gladly,
But not one follower.
_Gon._ So am I purposed.[3527][3528] 290
Where is my lord of Gloucester?[3528]
_Corn._ Follow'd the old man forth: he is return'd.[3529]
_Re-enter_ GLOUCESTER.
_Glou._ The king is in high rage.
_Corn._ Whither is he going?[3530][3531]
_Glou._ He calls to horse; but will I know not whither.[3530][3532]
_Corn._ 'Tis best to give him way; he leads himself.[3533] 295
_Gon._ My lord, entreat him by no means to stay.
_Glou._ Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds[3534]
Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about[3535][3536]
There's scarce a bush.[3535][3537]
_Reg._ O, sir, to wilful men
The injuries that they themselves procure 300
Must be their schoolmasters. Shut up your doors:
He is attended with a desperate train;
And what they may incense him to, being apt[3538]
To have his ear abused, wisdom bids fear.
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