KENT. This is nothing, fool. FOOL. Then 'tis like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer,-you gave me nothing forʼt.—Can you make no use of nothing, nuncle? LEAR. Why, no, boy; nothing can be made out of nothing. FOOL. Prithee, tell him, so much the rent of his land comes to: he will not believe a fool. LEAR. A bitter fool! 120 [TO KENT, FOOL. Dost thou know the difference, my boy, between a bitter fool and a sweet one? LEAR. No, lad; teach me. FOOL. That lord that counsell'd thee To give away thy land, Come place him here by me,— Do thou for him stand: The sweet and bitter fool Will presently appear; The one in motley here, The other found out there. LEAR. Dost thou call me fool, boy? 130 FOOL. All thy other titles thou hast given away; that thou wast born with KENT. This is not altogether fool, my lord. FOOL. No, faith, lords and great men will not let me; if I had a monopoly out, they would have part on't, and loads too : they will not let me have all fool to myself; they'll be snatching. Nuncle, give me an egg, and I'll give thee two crowns. 143 LEAR. What two crowns shall they be? FOOL. Why, after I have cut the egg i' the middle, and eat up the meat, the two crowns of the egg. When thou clovest thy crown i' the middle, and gavest away both parts, thou borest thine ass on thy back o'er the dirt: thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown, when thou gavest thy golden one away. If I speak like myself in this, let him be whipped that first finds it so. Fools had ne'er less grace in a year; 151 [Singing. LEAR. When were you wont to be so full of songs, sirrah? FOOL. I have used it, nuncle, e'er since thou madest thy daughters thy mothers: for when thou gavest them the rod, and puttest down thine own breeches, Then they for sudden joy did weep, And I for sorrow sung, That such a king should play bo-peep, 159 [Singing. Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach thy fool to I would fain learn to lie. lie: LEAR. An you lie, sirrah, we'll have you whipped. FOOL. I marvel what kin thou and thy daughters are: they'll have me whipped for speaking true, thou 'lt have me whipped for lying; and sometimes I am whipped for holding my peace. I had rather be any kind o' thing than a fool: and yet I would not be thee, nuncle; thou hast pared thy wit o' both sides, and left nothing i' the middle :-here comes one o' the parings. Enter GONERIL 173 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 hadst 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, That's a shealed peascod. GON. Not only, sir, this your all-licens'd fool, Do hourly carp and quarrel; breaking forth In rank and not-to-be-endurèd riots. Sir, 180 [Pointing to LEAR. I had thought, by making this well known unto you, By your allowance; which if you should, the fault FOOL. For, you know, nuncle, The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long, So, out went the candle, and we were left darkling. GON. I would you would make use of your good wisdom, These dispositions, which of late transport you From what you rightly are. 190 200 FOOL. May not an ass know when the cart draws the horse?— Whoop, Jug! I love thee. LEAR. Does any here know me?—This is not Lear: Are lethargied-Ha! waking? 'tis not so.- LEAR. I would learn that; for, by the marks of sovereignty, I should be false persuaded I had daughters. GON. This admiration, sir, is much o' the favour As you are old and reverend, should be wise. That this our court, infected with their manners, Than a grac'd palace. The shame itself doth speak By her, that else will take the thing she begs, A little to disquantity your train; And the remainder, that shall still depend, LEAR. Darkness and devils! Saddle my horses; call my train together.- GON. You strike my people; and your disorder'd rabble 210 220 230 240 Enter ALBANY LEAR. Woe, that too late repents,-[to ALB.] O, sir, are you come? Is it your will? Speak, sir.-Prepare my horses. Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous when thou show'st thee in a child Than the sea-monster! ALB. Pray, sir, be patient. [To GONERIL. LEAR. Detested kite! thou liest: My train are men of choice and rarest parts, The worships of their name.-O most small fault, 250 [Striking his head. Which, like an engine, wrench'd my frame of nature Into her womb convey sterility! ALB. Now, gods that we adore, whereof comes this? As dotage gives it. What's the matter, sir? LEAR. I'll tell thee,-Life and death! I am asham'd 260 270 [Exit. 280 [To GONERIL. That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus; Let it be so I have another daughter, 290 When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails GON. Do you mark that? [Exeunt LEAR, KENT, and Attendants. ALB. I cannot be so partial, Goneril, To the great love I bear you,— GON. Pray you, content.-What, Oswald, ho!— 299 [To the Fool. FOOL. Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry,-take the fool with thee. A fox, when one has caught her, Should sure to the slaughter, If my cap would buy a halter: So the fool follows after. GON. This man hath had good counsel :—a hundred knights! At point a hundred knights: yes, that, on every dream, Safer than trust too far: Let me still take away the harms I fear, Re-enter OsWALD [Exit. 310 How now, Oswald ! 320 What, have you writ that letter to my sister? Osw. Ay, madam. GON. Take you some company, and away to horse: And thereto add such reasons of your own As may compact it more. And hasten your return. Get you gone; [Exit OSWALD.] No, no, my lord, This milky gentleness and course of yours Though I condemn not, yet, under pardon, ALB. How far your eyes may pierce I cannot tell : 330 |