To follow in a houfe, where twice fo many Reg. What need one? Lear. O, reafon not the need: our baseft beggars Are in the pooreft thing fuperfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as bealt's: thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'ft; Which fcarcely keeps thee warm.-But, for true need- You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need! That all the world fhall--I will do fuch things- I have full caufe of weeping; but this heart [Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool. Corn. Let us withdraw, 'twill be a storm. [Storm and tempest heard. Reg. This houfe is little; the old man and his people Cannot be well beftow'd. Gon. 'Tis his own blame; he hath put himself And muft needs tafte his folly. [from reft, Reg Reg. For this particular, I'll receive him gladly, But not one follower. Gon. So am I purpos'd. Where is my lord of Glofter? Re-enter GLOSTER. Corn. Follow'd the old man forth:-he is return'd. Glo. He calls to horfe: but will I know not whither. Reg. O, fir, to wilful men, The injuries that they themselves procure, [winds Muft be their school-masters: Shut up your doors; He is attended with a defperate train; And what they may incenfe him to, being apt To have his ear abus'd, wifdom bids fear. Corn. Shut up your door, my lord; 'tis a wild night; My Regan councils well: come out o' the storm. [Exeunt: ACT III. SCENE I. A Heath. A form is heard, with thunder and lightning. Enter KENT, and a Gentleman, meeting. Kent. WHO's there, befide foul weather? Gent Gent. One minded like the weather, most unquie [1 Gent. Contending with the fretful element : Bids the wind blow the earth into the fea, Or fwell the curled waters above the main, That things might change, or ceafe: tears h white hair; Which the impetuous blafts, with eyelefs rage, Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs, Kent. But who is with him? Gent. None but the fool; who labours to out-jel His heart-ftruck injuries. Kent. Sir, I do know you: And dare, upon the warrant of my note, With mutual cunning, 'twixt Albany and Cornwall In fome of our best ports, and are at point To make your speed to Dover, you fhall find I am a gentleman of blood and breeding, Gent. I will talk further with you. Kent. No, do not. For confirmation that I am much more Than my out wall, open this purfe, and take That yet you do not know. Fie on this ftorm! Gent. Give me your hand: Have you no more to say? Kent. Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet; That, when we have found the king (in which your pain That way; I'll this), he that first lights on him, Holla the other. [Exeunt feverally SCENE II. Another Part of the Heath. Storm fill. Enter LEAR, and Fol. Lear. Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! You cataracts, and hurricanoes, fpout, [blow! you have drench'd our fteeples, drown'd the cocks! Till You You fulphurous and thought-executing fires, Fool. O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuêcle, in, and afk thy daughter's bleffing; here's a night pities neither wife men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy belly full! Spit, fire! spout, rain! That have with two pernicious daughters join'd Fool. He that has a house to put's head in, has a good head-piece. The cod-piece that will houfe, Before the head has any: So beggars marry many. The man that makes his toe What he his heart fhould make, Shall of a corn cry, woe! And turn his fleep to wake. -for there was never yet fair woman, but fhe made mouths in a glass. Enter |