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By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn: Told him my pilgrimage : But his flaw'd heart,
Back do I toss these treasons to thy head; · (Alack, too weak the conflict to fupport)
With the hell hated lie o'erwhelm thy heart; "Twixt two extremes of pathon, joy, and grief,
Which, (for they yet glance by, and scarcely braise) Burst ímilingly.
This sword of mine shall give them instant way, I Edm. This speech of yours hath mav'd me,
Where they shall rest for ever.-Trumpets, fpeak. And thall, perchance, do good: but speak yon:

[ Alarum. Fight. Edmund falls. You look as you had something more to say. Alb. Save him, fave him!

Alb. If there be more, more woeful, bold ta' Gon. This is mere practice, Glofter:

For I am almost ready to diffolve, By the law of arms, thou wast not bound to anfter Hearing of this. An unknown opposite; thou art not vanquill’d, Edg, -This would have seem'd a period But cozen'd and beguild.

To such as love not forrow; but, another 1;Alb. Shut your mouth, dame,

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

[Gives the letter to Edmund. Shunn'd my abhorr'd society ; but then, finding . Gon. Say, if I do; the laws are mine, not thine:Wh 'twas that so endur'd, with his strong am Who shall arraign me for 't?

He fasten'd on my neck, and below'd out Alb. Munster, know'st thou this paper ? As he'd burst heaven ; threw him on my father; Gon. Ask me not what I know. (Exit Gon. Told the most piteous tale of Lear and lm, 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 puiffant, and the strings of life have done ;

Began to crack : Twice then the trumpet founded, 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 in difgede I do forgive thee.in

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

Improper for a Nave. I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund; Pinter a Gentleman baftily, with a blaedy kife. If more, the more thou hast wrong'd me.

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

Eds. What kind of help? The gods are juft, and of our pleafant vices

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

Edg. What means this bloody knife?
The dark and vicious place where thee he got, Cent. 'Tis hot, it smoaks;
Cost him his eyes.

It came even from the heart of — o! The's des Edm. Thou haft spoken right, "tis true ;

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

Gent. Your lady, fir, your lady : and her life Alb. Methought, thy very gait did prophefy By her is poison'd; she hath confess i. A royal nobleness :- I must embrace thee :

Edm. I was contracted to them both; all tiuret 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?

[Goneril and Regan's bodis: brengen. How have you known the miseries of your father. This judgment of the heavens, that makes a Edg. By nurfing them, my lord. Lift a brief

tale ;

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

| Aib. O! is this he? The time will not allos
That follow'd me fo irear, (O our lives' sweetness! The compliment which very manners urge.
That we the pain of death would hourly bear, 1 Kent. I am 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 assume 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 wbce Their precious stones new lofts became his guide,

Cordelia ?
Led him, begg'd for him, sav'd him from despair ; See'st thou this object, Kent ?
Never (O fault!) reveal'd myself unto him,

Kent. Alack, why thus?
Until some half-hour past, when I was arm’d, 1 Edm. Yet Edmund was belov'd:
Not fure, though hoping, of this good succets, The one the other porton'd for my fake,
I alk'& his blessing, and from first to last 'And after New herself.

I The sens: may probably be this: This would have feemed a period to such as loce not fortem; kanother, i. e. but I must add another, i.e. another period, another kind of concluson to my den. such as will incrcase the horrors of what has been alrcady told.

Alb. Even 10.-Cover their faces.

1 Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that ; Flm. I pant for life :--Some good I mean to do, He'll ítrike, and quickly too :- He's dead and Despight of mine own nature. Quickly fend,

rotten. Be brief in it,--to the castle ; for my writ

Kent. No, my 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.

Kent. That, from your first of difference and deAlb. Run, run, 0, run

Trend Have follow'd your sad steps. Edy. To whom, ny lord ?Who has the otñce? Lear. You are welcome hither. [and deadly, Thiy token of reprieve.

| Kint. Nor no man eile; all's cheerless, dark, Edg. Well thought on ; take my sword, Your eldest daughters have fore-doom'd4 themselves,

Your eldest daughters have tore-d Give it the captain.

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

Edm. He hath commission 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 Melenger. Alb. The gods defend her! Bear him hence Mif. Edmund is dead, my lord. awhile.

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

Shall be apply'd : For us, we will resign, Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them so During the life of this old majesty, That heaven's vault should crack :-0, 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 mitt or lain the itone, The wages of their virtue, and all foes Why, then she lives.

The cup of their deservings.-0, see, see! [life. Kent. Is this the promis'd end?

Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd 7! No, no, no Edg. Or image of that horror ?

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, [more, Alb. Fall, and cease2 !

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

Do you see this ? Look on her, look on her lips, [Kneeling. Look there, look there!

[He dies, Lear. Pr'ythee, away,

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

Kont. Break, heart; I pr'ythee, break! Lear. A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all!! Edg. Look up, my lord.

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

That would upon the rack of this tough 9 world What is't thou say'st :-Her voice was ever soft, Stretch him out longer. Gentle, and low ; an excellent thing in woman; Edy. O, he is gone, indeed. I kill'd the slave that was a hanging thiee.

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

He but usurp'd his life. Lear. 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 skip : I am old now,

To Kent, and Edgar. And these fame crosses spoil me.-Who are you? Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain. Mine eyes are none o' the best :--l'll tell you Kent. I have a journey, sir, shortly to go; straight.

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

Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. Lear. This is a dull fight : Are you not Kent? The oldett hath borne molt: we that are young, Kent. The same ; your servant Kent :

Shall never see so much, nor live so long. Where is your servant Caius?

¡Exeunt, with a dead marche



1 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 Irar to recover his child, and knows to what miseries he mult survive, when he finds them to be ineflectual. Having these images present to his eyes and imagination, he cries out, Rather fall, and coase to be, at once, than continue in existence only to be wretched." 3 Decay for misfortunes. 4 That is, have anticipated their own doom. si. e, to this piece of decay'd royalty, this ruin'd majesty. 6 Witb advantage, with increase. 7 Mr. Steevens remarks, that this is an expression of tenderness for his dead Cordelia, (not his fool, as some have thought) on whose lips he is itill intent, and dies away while he is searching for life there. 8 The Rev. Dr. J. Warton judiciously observes, that the swelling and heaving of the heart is described by this inoft expressive circumstance: 9i. c. this obdurate, rigid world,




ESCALUS, Prince of Verona.

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


} Servants so Capules. MONTAGUE, 7 Heads of two Houses, at variance GREGORY,

. CAPULET, S with each other.

ABRAM, Servant to Montague. Komeo, San to Montague.

Three Mafcians.
MERCUT10, } Friends of Romco.

Bexvolio, S.
TYBALT, Kinsman to Capulet.

Lady Montague, Wife to Montague. in old Man, bis Coulin.

Lady CAPULET, Wife to Capulet. Friar LAWRENCE, a Franciscan.

Juliet, Daughter to Cupulei, in love with Romso. Friar John, of the same Order.

Nurse 10 Juliet.' CHORUS,---Page, Boy to Paris, an Officer, an Apo:becary. regio Citizens of Verona, several Men and Women, Relations to both Ilouses; Maskers, Guards, Watch and

aber cliendants. The SCENE, in ebe beginning of i be fifth Ail, is in Mantua ; during all the rest of the Play, at Verona.'

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

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

lis--to stand to it ; therefore, if thou art' mov'd,

w thou runn'ft away. Enter Sampson and Gregory, two servants of Capulet."

y capuces, 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 U coals 2.

Montague's. Greg. No, for then we should be colliers. Grer. That shews thee a weak slave ; 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. Truc; and therefore women, being the of the collar.

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

therefore I will push Montague's men from the Greg. 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 of Verona, and was well known to the English poets before the line of Shakspeare. 2 Dr. Warburton observes, that this was a phrase formerly in use to signify the bearing injuries,



Greg. The quarrel is between our masters, and Down with the Capulets ! down with the Montus their men.

gries! Sam. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant : Enter old Capulet, in bis gown; and Lady Gaga when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel Cap. What noise is this Give me my locg with the maids ; I will cut off their heads. lword 2, 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 is come, Greg. They must take it in sense, that feel it. And Aourishes his blade in (pight of me.

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

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

a foc. Enter Abram and Balthasar.

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

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

beasts, Greg. No, marry; I fear thee !

That quench the fire of your pernicious rage Sam. Let us take the law of our sides ; let With purple fountains issuing from your vous them begin.

On pain of torture, from those bloody hands Greg. I will frown, as I pass by ; and let them Throw your mis-temper'd weapons to the ground, take it as they lift.

And hear the sentence of your moved prince.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 disturh'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? Caft by their grave beseeming ornaments,
Sam. Is the law on our side, if I say--ay? To wield old partizans, in hands as old,
Greg. No. 2

Cankred with peace, to part your cankred late : Sam. No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, If ever you disturb our streets again, fir; but I bite my thumb, sir.

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

| For this time, all the rest depart away : Abr. Quarrel, for? no, fic.

| You, Capulet, Thall go along with me; Sam. If you do, sir, I am for you; I serve as And, Montague, come you this afternoon, good a man as yon.

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

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

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

[Exeunt Prince, Catule, &t. Greg. Say—better ; here comes one of my mar- Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach fer's kinsmen.

Speak, nephew, were you by, when it began Sam. Yes, better, sir.

- Ben. Here were the servants of your adverfary, Abr. You lye.

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 figbi. 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 swung about his head, and cut the winds, Enter Tybalt.

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

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

Ben. I do but keep the peace; put up thy sword, La. Mon. O, where is Romeo -aw you fin 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 worlhipp'd im As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee : Peer'd forth the golden window of the east, Have at thee, coward.

A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad; Enter three or four Citizens, with clubs. Where--underneath the grove of fycamour, Cis. Clubs, bills, and partizans ! strike ! beat That westward rooteth from the city lidethem down!

So early walking did I see your son :

* To fwafa Teems to have meant to be a bully, to be noisily valiant. sword used in war, which was sometimes wielded with both hands. angry wcapons.

2 The long fword was the 3 Mis-leader'd weapons are


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