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Another part of the heath. Storm still.
[Enter LEAR and Fool]
LEAR
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Blow winds, and crack | your cheeks;| rage,| blow
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You cat|aracts,| and hur|rican|oes spout,
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Till you | have drenched | our steep|les, drowned
| the cocks.
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You sulph|urous and / thought-ex|ecu|ting fires,
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Vaunt-cour/iers | to oak-|cleaving |
thunder|bolts,
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Singe my white | head. And thou all-|shaking |
thunder, (hex with prev)
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Smite flat the thick | rotun|dity | of the world,
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Crack nature's molds,| and ger|mens spill | at
once
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That make | ingrate|ful man. \\
FOOL
O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house, is better than this rain-water
out of door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing, here's a
night pities neither wise men, nor fools.
LEAR
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Rumble thy | belly full: spit | fire, spout rain:
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Nor rain,| wind, thunder, fire,| are my |
daughters;
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I tax not you, you elements with unkindness.
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I never | gave you | kingdom,| called you |
children;
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You owe | me no | subscrip|tion. Then / let fall
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Your hor|rible pleas|ure. Here | I stand | your
slave,
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A poor,| infirm,| weak, and de|spised old man:
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But yet | I call | you serv|ile min|isters,
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That have | with two | perni|cious daught|ers
joined
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Your high | engen|dered bat|tles, 'gainst | a
head
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So old,| and white | as this.| O, ho!| 'Tis foul.
FOOL
He that has a house to put his head in, has a good head-piece:
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The cod-|piece^that | will house,| before | the
head | has any;
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The head | and he | shall louse:| So beg|gars
mar|ry many.
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The man | that makes | his toe,| what he | his
heart | should make,
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Shall of a | corn cry woe,| and turn | his sleep
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For there was never yet fair woman, but she made mouths in a glass.
LEAR
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No, I / will be | the pat|tern of all | patience;
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I will / say noth|ing. \\
[Enter KENT]
KENT
Who's there?
FOOL
Marry here's grace, and a cod-piece, that's a wise man, and a fool.
KENT
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Alas sir are you here? Things that love night,
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Love^not | such^nights | as these:| the wrath|ful
skies
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Gallow | the ve|ry wand|erers | of the dark
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And make | them keep | their caves:| since^I |
was man,
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Such^sheets | of fire, such bursts | of horrid |
thunder,
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Such groans of roar|ing wind,| and rain,| I never
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Remem|ber to have / heard. Man's | nature |
cannot car||ry
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The afflic|tion, nor | the fear.
LEAR
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Let the / great gods
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That keep | this dread|ful poth|er ore | our
heads,
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Find out | their en|emies now.| Tremble | thou
wretch,
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That hast | within | thee un|divul|ged crimes,
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Unwhipped | of just|ice. Hide | thee, thou
bloo|dy hand;
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Thou per|jured, and | thou sim/ular | man of |
virtue (hex with prev)
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That art | inces|tuous. Cai|tiff, to pie|ces
shake
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That und|er cov|ert, and con|venient | seeming
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Hast prac|ticed on / man's life.| Close pent-up
guilts,
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Rive your | concea|ling con|tinents,| and cry
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These dread|ful sum|moners grace.| I am | a man,
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More sinned | against,| than sin|ning. \\
KENT
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Alack, bare-head|ed? \\
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Gracious | my lord,| hard by | here is | a hovel,
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Some friend|ship will it | lend you |'gainst the
| tempest:
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Repose | you there,| while I | to this / hard
house,
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(More* hard|er than | the stones | whereof |'tis
raised,
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Which even | but now,| deman|ding aft|er you,
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Denied | me to / come in)| return,| and force
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Their scan|ted court|esy.
LEAR
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My wits | begin | to turn.
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Come on | my boy.| How dost | my boy?| Art cold?
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I am cold | myself.| Where is this | straw, my |
fellow?
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The art | of our | neces|sities | is strange,
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That can make | vile things pre|cious. Come,|
your hovel;
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Poor fool, and knave,| I have one | part in | my
heart
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That's sor|ry yet | for thee. \\
FOOL
[Singing]
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He that | has and a | little tyne wit,
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With hey | ho, the | wind and | the rain,
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Must make | content | with his for|tunes fit,
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For the rain | it rain|eth eve|ry day.
LEAR
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True boy: Come | bring us | to this | hovel.
[Exeunt LEAR and KENT]
FOOL
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This is a | brave night to cool | a court|ezan:
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I'll speak | a pro|phecy | ere I go:
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When priests | are more | in word,| than mat|ter;
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When brew|ers mar | their malt | with wat|er;
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When nob|les are | their tail|ors' tut|ors;
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No her|etics burned,| but wench|es' suit|ors;
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When eve|ry case | in law,| is right;
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No squire | in debt,| nor no | poor* knight;
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When sland|ers do | not live | in tongues;
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Nor cut|purses | come not | to throngs;
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When us|urers tell | their gold | in the field;
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And bawds,| and whores,| do church|es build;
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Then shall | the realm | of Al|bion,| come to |
great con|fusion:|
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Then comes | the time,| who lives | to see it,
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That go|ing shall | be used | with feet.
This prophecy Merlin shall make, for I live before his time.
[Exit]