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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 8 of 9]

Chapter 94: Scene II. The Earl of Gloucester's castle.
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This volume assembles three major tragedies — Hamlet, King Lear, and Othello — presenting both the play texts and extensive editorial apparatus. For Hamlet it offers multiple early printed versions and a prefatory discussion tracing differences among quartos and theatrical sources, with annotations highlighting variant readings. King Lear and Othello appear with critical notes that clarify language, stage practice, and textual emendation. The prefatory material and scholarly annotations explain printing history, editorial choices, and probable manuscript corruptions, while the notes guide readers through linguistic difficulties, scene variations, and thematic concerns such as political power, familial breakdown, and betrayal.

Glou. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord.[2565]
Lear. My lord of Burgundy,[2566][2567]
We first address towards you, who with this king[2566][2568]
Hath rivall'd for our daughter: what, in the least,[2566][2569] 190
Will you require in present dower with her,[2566]
Or cease your quest of love?[2566][2570]
Bur. Most royal majesty,[2571]
I crave no more than what your highness offer'd,[2571][2572]
Nor will you tender less.[2571][2573]
Lear. Right noble Burgundy,[2574]
When she was dear to us, we did hold her so;[2574][2575] 195
But now her price is fall'n. Sir, there she stands:[2574][2576]
If aught within that little seeming substance,[2574][2577]
Or all of it, with our displeasure pieced,[2574][2578]
And nothing more, may fitly like your grace,[2579]
She's there, and she is yours.
Bur. I know no answer. 200
Lear. Will you, with those infirmities she owes,[2580]
Unfriended, new adopted to our hate,
Dower'd with our curse and stranger'd with our oath,[2581]
Take her, or leave her?[2582]
Bur. Pardon me, royal sir;[2583][2584]
Election makes not up on such conditions.[2584][2585] 205
Lear. Then leave her, sir; for, by the power that made me,
I tell you all her wealth. [To France] For you, great king,[2586]
I would not from your love make such a stray,
To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you
To avert your liking a more worthier way[2587] 210
Than on a wretch whom nature is ashamed
Almost to acknowledge hers.
France. This is most strange,[2588]
That she, that even but now was your best object,[2588][2589]
The argument of your praise, balm of your age,[2588][2590]
Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time[2588][2591] 215
Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle[2588]
So many folds of favour. Sure, her offence[2588][2592]
Must be of such unnatural degree[2588]
That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection[2593][2594]
Fall'n into taint: which to believe of her,[2594][2595] 220
Must be a faith that reason without miracle[2596]
Could never plant in me.[2596]
Cor. I yet beseech your majesty,—[2597][2598]
If for I want that glib and oily art,[2598][2599]
To speak and purpose not, since what I well intend,[2600]
I'll do't before I speak,—that you make known[2601] 225
It is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness,[2602]
No unchaste action, or dishonour'd step,[2603]
That hath deprived me of your grace and favour;[2604]
But even for want of that for which I am richer,[2605]
A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue[2606] 230
As I am glad I have not, though not to have it[2607]
Hath lost me in your liking.
Lear. Better thou[2608][2609]
Hadst not been born than not to have pleased me better.[2609][2610]
France. Is it but this, a tardiness in nature[2611]
Which often leaves the history unspoke[2612][2613] 235
That it intends to do? My lord of Burgundy,[2613][2614]
What say you to the lady? Love's not love[2613][2615]
When it is mingled with regards that stand[2613][2616]
Aloof from the entire point. Will you have her?[2617]
She is herself a dowry.[2618]
Bur. Royal Lear,[2619][2620] 240
Give but that portion which yourself proposed,[2620]
And here I take Cordelia by the hand,[2620]
Duchess of Burgundy.[2620]
Lear. Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm.[2621]
Bur. I am sorry then you have so lost a father[2622] 245
That you must lose a husband.
Cor. Peace be with Burgundy![2623][2624]
Since that respects of fortune are his love,[2623][2625]
I shall not be his wife.[2623]
France. Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich being poor,[2626]
Most choice forsaken, and most loved despised, 250
Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon:[2627]
Be it lawful I take up what's cast away.[2628]
Gods, gods! 'tis strange that from their cold'st neglect[2629]
My love should kindle to inflamed respect.
Thy dowerless daughter, king, thrown to my chance,[2630] 255
Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair France:
Not all the dukes of waterish Burgundy[2631]
Can buy this unprized precious maid of me.[2632]
Bid them farewell, Cordelia, though unkind:[2633][2634]
Thou losest here, a better where to find.[2634] 260
Lear. Thou hast her, France: let her be thine, for we[2635]
Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see[2635]
That face of hers again. Therefore be gone[2636]
Without our grace, our love, our benison.[2637][2638]
Come, noble Burgundy.[2637] 265

[Flourish. Exeunt all but France, Goneril, Regan, and Cordelia.[2639]

France. Bid farewell to your sisters.[2640]
Cor. The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes[2641][2642]
Cordelia leaves you: I know you what you are;[2642][2643]
And, like a sister, am most loath to call[2642]
Your faults as they are named. Use well our father:[2642][2644] 270
To your professed bosoms I commit him:[2645]
But yet, alas, stood I within his grace,
I would prefer him to a better place.[2646]
So farewell to you both.
Reg. Prescribe not us our duties.[2647]
Gon. Let your study[2648] 275
Be to content your lord, who hath received you[2648]
At fortune's alms. You have obedience scanted,[2648][2649]
And well are worth the want that you have wanted.[2650]
Cor. Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides:[2651]
Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.[2652] 280
Well may you prosper!
France. Come, my fair Cordelia.

[Exeunt France and Cordelia.[2653]

Gon. Sister, it is not a little I have to say of what most[2654][2655][2656]
nearly appertains to us both. I think our father will hence[2655][2657]
to-night.[2655]
Reg. That's most certain, and with you; next month[2658] 285
with us.
Gon. You see how full of changes his age is; the observation[2659]
we have made of it hath not been little: he always[2660]
loved our sister most; and with what poor judgement he hath
now cast her off appears too grossly.[2661] 290
Reg. 'Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he hath ever but
slenderly known himself.
Gon. The best and soundest of his time hath been but
rash; then must we look to receive from his age, not alone[2662]
the imperfections of long ingrafted condition, but therewithal[2663] 295
the unruly waywardness that infirm and choleric[2664]
years bring with them.
Reg. Such unconstant starts are we like to have from[2665]
him as this of Kent's banishment.
Gon. There is further compliment of leave-taking between[2666] 300
France and him. Pray you, let's hit together: if our[2667]
father carry authority with such dispositions as he bears,[2668]
this last surrender of his will but offend us.
Reg. We shall further think on 't.[2669]
Gon. We must do something, and i' the heat. [Exeunt.305

Scene II. The Earl of Gloucester's castle.

Enter Edmund, with a letter.[2670]

Edm. Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law[2671]
My services are bound. Wherefore should I[2671]
Stand in the plague of custom, and permit[2671][2672]
The curiosity of nations to deprive me,[2671][2673]
For that I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines[2671] 5
Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base?[2671][2674]
When my dimensions are as well compact,[2671][2675]
My mind as generous and my shape as true,[2671]
As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us[2671][2676]
With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?[2671][2677] 10
Who in the lusty stealth of nature take[2671]
More composition and fierce quality[2671]
Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,[2671][2678]
Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops,[2671][2679]
Got 'tween asleep and wake? Well then,[2671][2680] 15
Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land:[2671]
Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund[2671]
As to the legitimate: fine word,'legitimate!'[2671][2681]
Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed[2671]
And my invention thrive, Edmund the base[2671][2676] 20
Shall top the legitimate. I grow; I prosper:[2671][2682]
Now, gods, stand up for bastards![2671]

Enter Gloucester.[2671]

Glou. Kent banish'd thus! and France in choler parted![2671][2683][2684]
And the king gone to-night! subscribed his power![2671][2684][2685]
Confined to exhibition! All this done[2671][2684][2686] 25
Upon the gad! Edmund, how now! what news?[2671][2684]
Edm. So please your lordship, none.

[Putting up the letter.[2687]

Glou. Why so earnestly seek you to put up that letter?[2688]
Edm. I know no news, my lord.
Glou. What paper were you reading? 30
Edm. Nothing, my lord.
Glou. No? What needed then that terrible dispatch of[2689]
it into your pocket? the quality of nothing hath not such
need to hide itself. Let's see: come, if it be nothing, I shall[2690]
not need spectacles. 35
Edm. I beseech you, sir, pardon me: it is a letter from[2691]
my brother, that I have not all o'er-read; and for so much[2692]
as I have perused, I find it not fit for your o'er-looking.[2693]
Glou. Give me the letter, sir.
Edm. I shall offend, either to detain or give it. The[2694] 40
contents, as in part I understand them, are to blame.[2694][2695]
Glou. Let's see, let's see.
Edm. I hope, for my brother's justification, he wrote
this but as an essay or taste of my virtue.[2696]
Glou. [Reads] 'This policy and reverence of age makes[2697] 45
the world bitter to the best of our times; keeps our fortunes[2698]
from us till our oldness cannot relish them. I begin to find
an idle and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny;
who sways, not as it hath power, but as it is suffered. Come[2699]
to me, that of this I may speak more. If our father would 50
sleep till I waked him, you should enjoy half his revenue for
ever, and live the beloved of your brother, Edgar.'
Hum! Conspiracy!—'Sleep till I waked him, you should[2700]
enjoy half his revenue!'—My son Edgar! Had he a hand
to write this? a heart and brain to breed it in? When[2701] 55
came this to you? who brought it?[2702]
Edm. It was not brought me, my lord; there's the cunning
of it; I found it thrown in at the casement of my closet.
Glou. You know the character to be your brother's?
Edm. If the matter were good, my lord, I durst swear 60
it were his; but, in respect of that, I would fain think it[2703][2704]
were not.[2703]
Glou. It is his.[2705]
Edm. It is his hand, my lord; but I hope his heart is[2706]
not in the contents. 65
Glou. Hath he never heretofore sounded you in this[2707]
business?
Edm. Never, my lord: but I have heard him oft maintain[2708]
it to be fit, that, sons at perfect age, and fathers declining,[2709]
the father should be as ward to the son, and the[2710] 70
son manage his revenue.[2711]
Glou. O villain, villain! His very opinion in the letter!
Abhorred villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish villain!
worse than brutish! Go, sirrah, seek him; ay, apprehend[2712]
him: abominable villain! Where is he? 75
Edm. I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please[2713]
you to suspend your indignation against my brother till you
can derive from him better testimony of his intent, you[2714]
should run a certain course; where, if you violently proceed[2715]
against him, mistaking his purpose, it would make a great 80
gap in your own honour and shake in pieces the heart of[2716]
his obedience. I dare pawn down my life for him that he[2717]
hath wrote this to feel my affection to your honour and to[2718]
no further pretence of danger.[2719]
Glou. Think you so? 85
Edm. If your honour judge it meet, I will place you
where you shall hear us confer of this and by an auricular[2720]
assurance have your satisfaction, and that without any further
delay than this very evening.
Glou. He cannot be such a monster—[2721] 90
Edm. Nor is not, sure.[2722]
Glou. To his father, that so tenderly and entirely loves[2722]
him. Heaven and earth! Edmund, seek him out; wind me[2722][2723]
into him, I pray you: frame the business after your own[2724]
wisdom. I would unstate myself, to be in a due resolution. 95
Edm. I will seek him, sir, presently, convey the business[2725]
as I shall find means, and acquaint you withal.[2726]
Glou. These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend[2727][2728]
no good to us: though the wisdom of nature can reason it[2729]
thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent[2730] 100
effects: love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide:
in cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces,[2731]
treason; and the bond cracked 'twixt son and father. This[2732][2733]
villain of mine comes under the prediction; there's son[2733]
against father: the king falls from bias of nature; there's[2733] 105
father against child. We have seen the best of our time:[2733]
machinations, hollowness, treachery and all ruinous disorders[2733]
follow us disquietly to our graves. Find out this[2733]
villain, Edmund; it shall lose thee nothing; do it carefully.[2734]
And the noble and true-hearted Kent banished! his offence, 110
honesty! 'Tis strange. [Exit.[2735]
Edm. This is the excellent foppery of the world, that[2736]
when we are sick in fortune—often the surfeit of our own[2737]
behaviour—we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the
moon and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity,[2738] 115
fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves and treachers,[2739]
by spherical predominance, drunkards, liars and adulterers,[2740]
by an enforced obedience of planetary influence;
and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable
evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish 120
disposition to the charge of a star! My father compounded[2741]
with my mother under the dragon's tail, and my nativity
was under Ursa major; so that it follows I am rough and
lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am, had the[2742]
maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing.[2743] 125
Edgar—[2744][2745][2746]

Enter Edgar.