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By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn: Tald him my pilgrimage : But his faw'd heart,
Back do I tors these treasons to thy head; (Alack, too weak the conflict to support!)
With the hell-hated lie o'erwhelm thy heart ; "Twixt (wo extremes of pathon, joy, and grief,
Which, (for they yet glance hy, and scarcely bruise) Burst ímilingly.
This sword of mine shall give them instant way, Edm. This speech of yours hath mov'd me,
Where they shall rest for ever.---Trumpets, speak. And shall, perchance, do good: but ípeak via:

[ Alarum. Figh.. Edmund fails. You look as you bad something more to 127. Alb. Save him, fave him !

Aib. If there be more, more woeful, bolt is: Gon. This is mere practice, Gloster :

For I am almust ready to diliolve,
By the law of arms, thou wast not bound to anftver Hearing of this.
An unknown opposite; thou art not vanquilli'd, Edg. —This would have seem'd a period
But cozen’d and beguild.

To such as lore not fourow; but, another ;Alb. Shut your mouth, dame,

To amplify too-much, would make much acre, Or with this paper shall I stop it :-Hold, fir : And top extremiiy :-Thou worse than any name, read thine own evit:- Whilft I was big in clamour, came there in a mer, No tearing, lady ; I perceive, you know it. Who having seen me in my worft eftare,

[Gives ebe letter to Edmund. Shunn'd my abhorr'd society ; but then, firding Gor. Say, if I do; the laws are mine, not thine: Wh 'twas that so endur'd, with his ftro.15 1.1 Who shall arraign me for 'c?

He fasten'd on my neck, and bellow'd cut Alb. Munfter, know'lt thou this paper ? As hie'd burst heaven ; threw him on my fater; Gon. Alk me not what I know. [Exit Gon. Told the most piteous tale of Lear and bett, Alb. Go after her ; she's desperate; govern her. That ever ear receiv'd: which in recounting Edm. What you have charg'd me with, that 1 His grief grew puissant, and the strings of life have done;

Began to crack : Twice then the trumpet ivealed, And more, much more : the time will bring it out; And there I left him tranc'd. 'Tis past, and so am I: But what art thou,

Alb. But who was this? That haft this fortune on me? If thou art noble, Edg. Kent, fir, the banith'd Kent; who is de I do forgive thee.

Follow'd his enemy king, and did him service Edg. Let us exchange charity.

Improper for a flave. I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund; Pinter a Gentliman buftily, with a blxdy ta fs. If more, the more thou hart wrongd me.

Gent. Help! help! O help! My name is Edgar, and thy father's son.

Ed. What kind of help? The goals are juft, and of our pleatant vices

Alb. Speak, man.
Make instruments to scourge us :

Edg. "hit means this bloody knife ?
The dark and vicious place where thee he got, Gent. 'Tis hot, it smoaks ;
Coft him his eyes.

It Came even from the heart of O! she's deal Edın. Thou hast spoken right, "tis true ;

Alb. Who, man? fpeak. The wheel is come full circle ; I am here.

Gent. Your lady, fir, your lady : and he is Alb. Methought, thy very gait did prophesy By her is poison'd ; she hath confess 2 it. A royal nobleness :-I mult embrace thee : Edm. I was contracted to them both; all time Let forrow split my heart, if ever I

Now marry in an instant. Did hate thee, or thy father!

Enter Kent. Edg. Worthy prince, I know it.

Alb. Produce the bodies, be they alive or dead Alb. Where have you hid yourself?

(Gereril and Rigar' todas 5.0**: How have you known the miferies of your father? This judgment of the heavens, the makes Edg. By nursing them, my lord. Litt a brief

tremble, tale ;

Touches us not with pity.And, when 'tis told, O, that my heart would burst! Edg. Here comes Kent, sir. The bloody proclamation to escape,

Alb. O! is this he? The time will realis That follow'd me fo near, (O our lives' sweetness! The compliment which very manners urge. That we the pain of death would hourly bear, Kent. lam come Rather than die at once !) taught me to shift To bid my king and master aye good night ; Into a mad-man's rags ; to allume a semblance Is he not here: That very dogs disdain'd : and in this habit

Alb. Great thing of us forgot
Met I my father with his bleeding rings; Speak, Edmund, where's the king and where -
Their precious stones new loft; became his guide,

Cordelia ?
Led him, hegg'd for hini, fav'd him from despair; See'st thou this object, Kent :
Never (O fault!) reveald myself pinto him,

Kent. Alack, why thus ?
Until some half-hour past, when I was arni'd, Edm. Yet Edmund was belord:
Not sure, though hopins, of this good luccets, The one the cther poison’d for my fake,
I alk'd his blelling, and from first to last And after few herself.

I The sens: may probably be this: This would have feemed a period to fuch as leve not series: another, i. e. but I must add another, i.e. another period, another kind of couclucou to my ter. such as will incrcase the horrors of whai has been alrcady cold.


fad Iteps.

Alb. Even so.--Cover their faces.

Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that ; Eda. I pant for life :--Some good I mean to Jo, He'll strike, and quickly too : -He's dead and Delpight of mine own nature. Quickly fend, Pe brief in it,--to the castle ; for my writ

Keni. No, mny good lord; I am the very man ;Is on the life of Lear, and on Cordelia :--

Lear. I'll see that straight.

[cay 3, Nay, send in time.

Kint. That, from your first of difference and dealb. Run, run, U, run

[fend Have follow'd your Edy. To whom, niy lord ?-Who has the otñce? Lear. You are welcome hither. (and deadly, Thy token of reprie 'e.

Kint. Nor no man eile; all's cheerless, dark, Edg. Well thought on ; take my sword, Your eldest daughters have fore.doom'd+themselves, Give it the captain.

Aud desperately are dead. Edlg. Haste thee for thy life. [Exit Melenger. Lear. Ay, fo I think.

Edin. He hath commillion from thy wife and me Alb. He knows not what he says; and vain it is To hang Cordelia in the prison, and

That we present us to him. To lay the blame upon her own despair,

Edg. Very bootless. That the fordid ' herself.

Enter a Metinger. Alb. The gods defend her! Bear him hence Mf. Edmund is ded, my lord. awhile.

[Edmund is borne off. vilb. That 's but a trifle liere. ----Enter Lear, with Cordelia dead in bis arms. You lords, and noble friends, know our intent. Lear. Howl, howl, howi, howl!-0, you are What comfort to this great decay 5 may come, men of itones;

Shall be apply'd : For us, we will resign, Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them fo During the life of this old majesty, That heaven's vault should crack :-(), she is gone To him our absolute power :-You, to your rights; for ever!

(To Edgar. I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; With boot , and such addition as your honours She's dead as earth :--Lend me a looking-glats; Have more than merited.-All friends shall taste If that her breath will niit or than the ttone, The wages of their virtue, and all foes Why, then she lives.

The cup of their deservings.--0, lee, see ! [life. Kent. Is this the promisid end?

Leur. And my poor fool is hang'd7! No, no, no Edg. Or image of that horror ?

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, [more, Hib. Fall, and cease 2 !

And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no Lear. This feather stirs ; the lives ! if it be fo, Never, never, never, never, never ! It is a chance that does redeem all forrows Pray you, undo this button 8 : Thank you, sir.That ever I have felt.

Do you see this ? Look on her, look on her lips, Kent. O my gool master! [Kneeling. Look there, look there!

[He dies, Lar. Pr’ythee, away.

Eds. He faints ;-My lord, my lord, Edy. 'Tis noble Kent, your friend.

Kent. Break, heart; I pr’ythee, break ! Lear. A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all! Edg. Lock up, my lord.

(hates him, I might have fav'd her; now she's gone for ever! Kerit. Vex not his ghoft: 0, let him pass! he Cordelia, Cordelia, 1tay a little. Ha !

That woulů upon the rack of this tougho world What is't thou say'ít :-Her voice was ever soft, Stretch him out longer. Gentle, and low; an excellent thing in woman : Edg. O, he is gone, indeed. I kill'd the slave that was a hanging tliee.

Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long: Gent. 'Tis true, my lords, he did.

He but usurp'd his life. Liar. Did I not, fellow?

[chion Alb. Bear them from hence.--Our present business I have seen the day, with my good biting faul- | Is general woe. Friends of my soul, you twain I would have made them ikip : I am old now,

(T. Kent, and Edgar. And these fame croiles poil me. Who are you? Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain. Mine eyes are none o' the belt :-1'll tell you Kent. I have a journey, fit', shortly to go; straight.

My matter calls, and I must not say, no. Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated, Alb. The weight of this fad time we must obey ; One of them we behold.

Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. L'ar. This is a dull fight': Are you not Kent ? The oldett hath borne moit: we that are young,

Kent. The same ; your servant Kent : Shall never fee so much, nor live so long. Where is your servant Caius ?

[Exeunt, with a dead marche

I To fordo signifies to destroy, 2 Mr. Steevens affixes the following meaning to this exclamation of Albany:

** He is looking with attention on the pains employed by Lear io recover his chuid, and knows to what mileries he mult survive, when he finds them to be ineffectual. Having thete images present to his eyes and imagination, he cries out, Ruther fall, and cease to be, at once, ihan continue is existence only to be wretched." 3 Decay for misfortunes. 4 That is, have anticipated their own doon.

ś i. e, to this piece of decay'd royalty, this ruin'd majesly. 6 Witb advantage, with increase. 7 Mr. Steevens remarks, that this is an expression of tenderneis for his dead Cordelia, (not his fool, as fome have thought) on whose lips he is itill intent, and dies away while he is scarching for life there,

The Rev. Dr. J. Warton judiciously observes, that the swelling and heaving of the heart is described by this most expressive circumftance. 9 i. e. this obdurale, rigid world.




ESCALUS, Prince of Verona.

BALTHASAR, Servant to Romeo. Paris, Kinsman to ibe Prince.


} Servants so Capules. MontagUE, Heads of two Houses, ai variance GREGORY,

} CAPULET, with each other.

ABRAM, Servant to Maniagui. Komeo, Son to Montague.

Tbree Maficians.

} Friends of Romeo.
TYBALT, Kinsman to Capulet.

Lady Montague, Wife to Montague.
In old Max, bis Cousin.

Lady Capulet, Wife to Capulet. Friar LAWRENCE, a Francisc.in.

JULIET, Daughter to Cupulei, in love with Romso. Fizar John, of the fame Orier.

Nurse 10 Juliet. CHORUS,- Page, Boy to Paris, an Officer, an Aporbecary. Citizens of Verona, several Men and Women, Relations to both lloufis; Mufkers, Guards, IVatch and

orber Attendants. The SCENE, in obe beginning of obe fifth lei, is in Mantua ; during allshe rest of the Play, as Verona.

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Sam. A dog of the house of Montague moves me.

Greg. To move, is--to stir; and to be valiant, A STRE E T.

is-to stand to it: therefore, if thou art mov'd,

thou runn'ft away. Enter Sampson and Gregery, two fervants of Capulet.

Sam. A dug of that house shall move, me to Sam. REGORY, o'my word, we'll not carry ftand : I will take the wall of any man or maid of coals 2.

Montague's. Greg. No, for then we should be colliers. Greg. That shews thee a weak llave ; for the Sam. I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw. weakest goes to the wall.

Greg. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out Sam. True; and therefore women, being the of the collar.

weaker veifels, are ever thrust to the wall :Sam. I strike quickly, being mov'd.

therefore I will push Montague's men from the Grig. But thou art not quickly mov'd to strike. wall, and thrust his maids to the wall.

1 The story on which this play is founded, is related as a true one in Girolamo de la Corte's History

2 Dr. War of Verona, and was well known to the English poets before the time of Shakspeare. burton observes, that this was a phrase formerly in use to fignify the bearing injuries.

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Greg. The quarel is between our masters, and ( Down with the Capulets ! dow'a with the Most us their men.

Sam. 'Tis all one, I will thew myself a tyrant. Enter old Capulet, in bis gour ; and Lady C224 when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel Cap. What noise is this !---Give me my bag with the maids ; I will cut off their heads. sword ?, ho! Greg. The heads of the maids ?

La. Cap. A crutch, a crutch - Why call you Sam. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maiden- for a sword? heads ; take it in what sense thou wilt.

Cap. My sword, I say !-old Montague score Greg. They must take it in sense, that feel it. And Aourishes his blade in spight of me.

Sam. Me they shall feel, while I am able to stand: Enter old Montague, and Lady Mostarz. and, 'tis known, I am a pretty piece of feth, Mon. Thou villain, Capulet, Hold me ost,

Greg. 'Tis well, thou art not fish ; if thou hadst, let me go. thou haust been Poor John. Draw thy tool; here La. Mon. Thou shalt not stir one foot to secs comes of the house of the Montagues.

a foe. Enter Abram and Balthasar.

Enter Prince, with Attendants. San. My naked weapon is out ; quarrel, I will Prin. Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, back thee.

Profaners of this neighbour-stained iteel,Greg. How? turn thy back, and run ? Will they not hear :-what ho! you men, you Sam. Fear me not,

beats, Grig. No, marry; I fear chee!

That quench the fire of your pernicious rage Sam. Let us take the law of our sides; let with purple fountains iffuing from your tasthem begin.

On pain of torture, from those blooxy haras Greg. I will frown, as I pass by ; and let them Throw your mis-temper'd3 we.pons to the groa, take it as they lift.

And hear the sentence of your moved prace.-
Sam. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb/ Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,
at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. By thee, old Capulet, and Montague,
Alr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Have thrice distuh'd the quiet of our streets ;
Sam. I do bite my thumb, sir.

And made Verona's ancient citizens
Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Cast by their grave beseeming orname: ts,
Sam. Is the law on our side, if I say-ay? To wield old partizans, in hands as old,

Cankred with peace, to part your cankredate : Sam. No, fir, I do not bite my thumb at you, if ever you disturb our ítreets again, fir; but I bite my thumb, sir.

Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace, Greg. Do you quarrel, lir?

For this time, all the rest depart away : Abr. Quarrel, or no, fir.

You, Capulet, fhall go along with me; Sam. If you do, fir, I am for you; I serve as And, Montague, come you this aftemu, good a man as you.

To know our further pleasure in this case, Abi. No better.

To old Free-town, our common judgmeni-place. Sam. Well, fir.

Once more, on pain of death, all men cepart. Enter Benvolio.

[Exeunt Prisce, Cupuit, &:. Greg. Say--better ; here comes one of my mai Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new arounter's kinímen.

Speak, nephew, were you by, when it bezan! Sam. Yes, better, rir.

Bin. Here were the servants of your arty Abr. You ive.

And yours, close fighting ere I did approach : Sam. Draw, if you be men.--Gregory, remem- I drew to part them; in the instant came ber thy swashing' blow.

[They fighi. The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepar'd; Ben. Part, fools ; put up your swords ; Which, as he breath'd defiance to my ears, You know not what you do.

He iwung about his head, and cut the winds, Enter Tyball.

Who nothing hurt withal, hiss’d him in com: Tyb. What, art thou drawn among these heart. While we were interchanging thrults and blows, less hinds ?

Came more and more, and fought ou part and party Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death. 'Till the prince came, who parted either put.

Ben. I do but keep the peace; put up thy sword, La. Mon. O, where is Romeo !--law you to Or manage it to part these men with me.

to-day? Tyb. What, drawn, and talk of peace ? I hate Right glad I am, he was not at this fray. the word,

Ben. Madam, an hour before the worhippdraa As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee : Peer'd forth the golden window of the eat, Have at thee, coward.

A troubled mind drave me to walk abroau; Ento elite or four Citizens, with clubs. Where—underneath the grove of fycamour, * Cic. Club, bills, and partizans ! ftrike ! beat That westward rooteth from the city' fidethem down!

So early walking did I see your son :

Greg. No.

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