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King Lear

Act IV, Scene 6

Fields near Dover.
 
[Enter GLOUCESTER, and EDGAR dressed like a peasant]
 
GLOUCESTER
        ,              ,      2     ,                ,    ,
      When shall | I come | to the top | of that / same hill?
 
EDGAR
           ,           x      T     T   T        ,      2->
      You do | climb^up it | now. Look how | we la||bor.
 
GLOUCESTER
           ,            ,         ,
      Methinks | the ground | is ev|en.
 
EDGAR
                                        ,    2     ,
                                       Hor|rible steep.
        ,              ,         ,
      Hark, do | you hear | the sea?
 
GLOUCESTER
                                      ,  ,
                                     No tru/ly.
 
EDGAR
      <-         ,          ,       ,         ,      ,
        Why || then your | other | senses | grow im|perfect
        2       ,     ,
      By your eyes'| anguish.
 
GLOUCESTER
                                 ,        ,       ,
                             So may | it be | indeed.
           ,           ,         ,         ,            ,
      Methinks | thy voice | is alt|ered, and | thou speakst
          ,         ,          ,        ,           ,
      In bet|ter phrase,| and mat|ter than | thou didst.
 
EDGAR
               ,         ,         ,        ,        ,
      You're much | deceived:| in noth|ing am | I changed
           ,       ,       2
      But in | my gar|ments.
 
GLOUCESTER
                                  ,             ,         x
                             Methinks | you're bet|ter spoken.
 
EDGAR
            ,
      Come^on | sir,  \\
        ,           ___      T     T     T      ,
      Here's the | place:| stand still: how | fearful
           ,       ,         ,            ,         ,
      And diz|zy 'tis,| to cast | one's^eyes | so* low,
            ,            ,             ,         ,       ,
      The crows | and choughs,| that wing | the mid|way^air
               ,           ,          ,         ,           ,
      Show* scarce | so* gross | as beet|les. Half | way* down
             ,           ,       ,            ,         ,
      Hangs^one | that gath|ers sam|phire*: dread|ful trade:
           ,          ,      ,  ,                   ,
      Methinks | he seems | no big/ger than | his head.
            ,     ,            ,       ,          ,
      The fish|ermen,| that walked | upon | the beach
       .  T    T    T     .    T    T    T    2     ,
      Appear like mice:| and yond tall anch|oring bark,
         ,         ,         ,          ,        x
      Dimin|ished to | her cock:| her cock,| a buoy
       ,             ,           ,          ,    2      ,
      Almost^|too* small | for sight.| The mur|muring surge,
            ,      2   ,         ,     ,          ,
      That^on | the unnum|bered id|le peb|bles chafes
       ,            ,          ,           ,         ,
      Cannot | be heard | so high.| I'll look | no more,
        T   T   T       ,      2         ,         ,
      Lest my brain | turn, and the | defi|cient sight
        Tx    T    T     ,
      Topple down head|long.
 
GLOUCESTER
                             ,                     ,
                            Set / me where*| you stand.
 
EDGAR
        ,              ,
      Give me | your hand:   \\
         2     ,         ,       ,      2         ,     ,
      You are now | within | a foot | of the ex/treme verge:
           ,        ,           ,               ,    ,         ,   ->
      For all | beneath | the moon | would I / not leap || upright.
 
GLOUCESTER
           ,        ,
      Let^go | my hand:   \\
        T     T     . T        ,      ,          x
      Here friend's anoth|er purse:| in it,| a jewel
        T    T   .   T           ,         ,      2      ,
      Well worth a poor | man's^tak|ing. Fair|ies, and gods
        ,                  ,    ,         ,        ,
      Prosper | it with^/thee. Go | thou farth|er off,
       ,             ,         ,         ,           x
      Bid me | farewell,| and let | me hear | thee going.
 
EDGAR
            ,          ,           ,
      Now fare | you well,| good* sir.
 
GLOUCESTER
                                            ,         ,
                                      With all | my heart.
 
EDGAR
       ,          ,        ,          ,        ,
      Why I | do tri|fle thus | with his | despair,
           ,         ,
      Is done | to cure | it.
 
GLOUCESTER
                              ,         ,       ,
                              O | you migh|ty gods!
             ,        ,        ,          ,           ,
      This world | I do | renounce,| and in | your sights
        ,    ,                ,         ,        ,
      Shake pa/tiently | my great | afflic|tion off:
         ,           ,         ,             ,    ,
      If I | could bear | it long|er, and / not fall
           ,        ,           ,         ,         ,
      To quar|rel with | your great | oppose|less wills,
           ,           ,        ,        ,         ,
      My snuff,| and loath|ed part | of na|ture should
        T   .  T   T        ,       ,            x
      Burn itself out.| If Ed|gar live,| O* bless him:
            ,         ,           ,
      Now* fel|low, fare | thee well.
 
[He falls forward]
 
EDGAR
                                       ,              ,
                                     Gone sir,| farewell:
           ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      And yet | I know | not^how | conceit | may rob
            ,     ,        ,           ,        ,
      The trea|sury | of life,| when life | itself
         ,              ,      ,         ,               ,
      Yields to | the theft.| Had he | been where^|he thought,
           ,           ,             ,       ,         ,
      By this | had thought | been past.| Alive,| or dead?
       ,         T      T      T         ,     ___
      Ho, you | sir: friend, hear | you sir,| speak:
        ,               ,        ,     ,           ,
      Thus might | he pass | indeed:| yet he | revives.
            ,         ,
      What are | you sir?
 
GLOUCESTER
                           ,         ,        ,
                         Away,| and let | me die.
 
EDGAR
              ,           ,          ,    2      ,         ,
      Hadst thou | been aught | but gos|samer, feath|ers, air,
        ,   2     ,         ,       ,    ,
      (So many | fathom | down pre|cipi|tating)
                 ,         ,        ,          ,            ,
      Thou'dst^shiv|ered like | an egg:| but thou | dost^breathe:
             ,    ,            ,     ,      ,           ,
      Hast^heavy substance, bleedst not, speakst, art sound.  ????
       T    T    .   T          ,         ,     ,
      Ten masts at each,| make^not | the alt|itude
              ,          ,      ,    ,       ,
      Which thou | hast per|pendic|ular|ly fell,
             ,        ,    ,      T    T  .  T
      Thy life's | a mir|acle.| Speak yet again.
 
GLOUCESTER
            ,         x         ,
      But have | I fallen,| or no?  \\
 
EDGAR
        ,           ,   ,                  ,       ,
      From the | dread sum/mit of | this chalk|y bourn
            ,        ,      .     T      T     T        ,
      Look^up | a-height,| the shrill-gorged lark | so far
       ,    2       ,          T     T  T          ,
      Cannot be | seen, or | heard: do but | look^up.
 
GLOUCESTER
         ,    T   T   T    __    oo
      Alack,| I have no | eyes:|
            ,       ,         ,           ,    ,
      Is wretch|edness | deprived | that ben|efit
            x     ,         ,             ,          ,
      To end it|self by | death? 'Twas | yet some | comfort,
             ,       ,         ,          ,          ,
      When mise|ry could | beguile | the tyr|ant's rage,
            ,    T    .    T     T
      And frus|trate his proud will.
 
EDGAR
                                      ,             ,
                                    Give me | your arm.
       ,              x       ,               ,          ,
      Up, so*:| How^is it?| Feel you | your legs?| You stand.
 
GLOUCESTER
            ,          ,
      Too well,| too well.
 
EDGAR
                            ,    2    ,           ,
                          This is a|bove all*| strangeness,
        ,          ,       2      ,            ,           ,
      Upon | the crown | of the cliff.| What thing | was that
             ,        ,        2
      Which^part|ed from | you?
 
GLOUCESTER
                                    ,       ,    2     ,      2->
                                A poor | unfor|tunate beg||gar.
 
EDGAR
               ,     ,       ,         ,            ,
      As I / stood here | below,| methought | his eyes
            ,      ,    ,           2      ,         ,
      Were two | full moons:/ he had a | thousand | noses,
        T      T      .    T       ,           ,      ,
      Horns whelked, and waved | like the | enrag|ed sea:
        2      ,      ,      ,                 ,       ,
      It was some | fiend: there /fore thou | happy | father,
        ,       2        ,          ,           ,          ,
      Think that the | clearest | gods, who*| make them | honors
           ,        ,     ,   2         2       ,     ,
      Of men's | impos|sibil|ities, have pre/served thee.  ??
 
GLOUCESTER
         ,      ,       ,            ,            ,
      I do | remem|ber now:| hence^forth | I'll bear
          ,          ,             ,   ,        ,
      Afflic|tion, till | it do / cry out | itself
         ,        ,          ,           ,              x
      Enough,| enough,| and die.| That thing | you speak of,
          ,        ,       ,     ,              ,
      I took | it for | a man:| often |'twould say
            ,           ,         ,        ,          ,
      The fiend,| the fiend,| he led | me to | that place.
 
EDGAR
        T    T   .   T           ,                  ,     ,
      Bear free and pa|tient thoughts.| But who / comes here?
           ,       ,            ,       ,      ,
      The saf|er sense | will nere | accom|modate
           ,        ,
      His mast|er thus.    \\
 
LEAR
No, they cannot touch me for crying. I am the king himself.
 
EDGAR
O thou side-piercing sight!
 
LEAR
Nature's above art, in that respect. There's your press-money. That fellow handles his bow, like a crow-keeper: draw me a clothier's yard. Look, look, a mouse: Peace, peace, this piece of toasted cheese will do it. There's my gauntlet, I'll prove it on a giant. Bring up the brown bills. O well flown bird: in the clout, in the clout: hewgh. Give the word.
 
EDGAR
Sweet marjoram.
 
LEAR
Pass.
 
GLOUCESTER
I know that voice.
 
LEAR
Ha! Goneril with a white beard! They flattered me like a dog, and told me I had white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there. To say aye, and no, to every thing that I said: Aye, and no too, was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter: when the thunder would not peace at my bidding, there I found 'em, there I smelt 'em out. Go to, they are not men of their words; they told me, I was everything: 'tis a lie, I am not ague-proof.
 
GLOUCESTER
            ,          ,      ,    2       ,      ,
      The trick | of that | voice I do | well re|member:
        2    ,          ,
      Is it not | the king?
 
LEAR
                             ,             ,        ,
                            Aye, *eve|ry inch | a king.
           ,         ,      ,             ,          ,
      When^I | do* stare,| see how*| the sub|ject^quakes.
           x       T    T     T      ,              ,
      I pardon | that man's life.| What was | thy cause?
          ,          2         ,   ,     ,     2    ,
      Adulte|ry? Thou shalt / not die:| die for a|dultery?  ??
       T   .    T    T      2       2        ,    ,       ,
      No, the wren goes | to it, and the / small gil|ded fly
             ,    3  3     ,          ,    ,         ,
      Does^lech|er in my sight.| Let^cop|ula|tion thrive:  ??
             ,           ,        ,            x      2       x
      For Glouce|ster's bast|ard son | was kinder | to his father,  ??
            ,     ,          T     T    .   T         ,
      Than my | daughters | got 'tween the law|ful sheets.
        2    ,          ,    ,       2    ,     ,
      To it lux|ury / pell-mell,| for I lack | soldiers.
 
Behold yond simpering dame, whose face between her forks presages snow; that minces virtue, and does shake the head to hear of pleasure's name. The fitchew, nor the soiled horse goes to it with a more riotous appetite: Down from the waist they are Centaurs, though women all above: but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends', there's hell, there's darkness, there's the sulphurous pit; burning, scalding, stench, consumption: fie, fie, fie; pah, pah: Give me an ounce of civet; good apothecary sweeten my imagination: there's money for thee.
 
GLOUCESTER
         ,         ,           ,
      O let | me kiss | that hand.
 
LEAR
                                     2     ,         ,
                                  Let^me wipe | it first,
            ,         ,   ,   __   oo
      It smells | of mort|ali|ty.|
 
GLOUCESTER
         ,        ,         ,                ,     ,
      O ru|ined piece | of na|ture, this / great world
             ,         ,          ,       ,           ,
      Shall so | wear out | to nought.| Dost thou | know me?
 
LEAR
I remember thine eyes well enough: Dost thou squiny at me? No, do thy worst blind Cupid, I'll not love. Read thou this challenge, mark but the penning of it.
 
GLOUCESTER
            ,           x        ,    2         T   T   T
      Were all | the letters | suns, I could | not see one.
 
EDGAR
          ,           ,           ,        ,
      I would | not take | this from | report,
          ,              ,      ,      ,
      It is,| and my / heart breaks | at it.  (tetra with prev)
 
LEAR
Read.
 
GLOUCESTER
What with the case of eyes?
 
LEAR
Oh ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your head, nor no money in your purse? Your eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light, yet you see how this world goes.
 
GLOUCESTER
I see it feelingly.
 
LEAR
What, art mad? A man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark in thine ear: change places, and handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief: Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar?
 
GLOUCESTER
Aye sir.
 
LEAR
And the creature run from the cur: There thou mightst behold the great image of authority, a dog's obeyed in office. Thou, rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand: Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thine own back, thou hotly lusts to use her in that kind, for which thou whipst her. The usurer hangs the cozener. Through tattered clothes great vices do appear: robes, and furred gowns hide all. Plate sins with gold, and the strong lance of justice, hurtless breaks: Arm it in rags, a pygmy's straw does pierce it. None does offend, none, I say none, I'll able 'em; Take that of me my friend, who have the power to seal the accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes, and like a scurvy politician, seem to see the things thou dost not. Now, now, now, now. Pull off my boots: harder, harder, so.
 
EDGAR
         ,        ,       ,     ,       ,
      O mat|ter, and | imper|tinen|cy mixed,
       ,           ,
      Reason | in mad|ness.  \\
 
LEAR
           ,           ,        ,           ,        ,
      If thou | wilt^weep | my for|tunes, take |my^eyes.
          ,           ,       ,             x        ,
      I know | thee well | enough,| thy name is | Gloucester:
              ,        ,               ,   ,         x
      Thou* must | be pa|tient; we / came cry|ing hither:
              ,           ,       ,              ,          ,
      Thou knowst,| the first | time that | we smell | the air
           ,         ,    ,           ,                 ,
      We wawl,| and cry.| I will | preach to | thee*: mark.
 
GLOUCESTER
         ,       ,         ,
      Alack,| alack | the day.  \\
 
LEAR
        ,             ,        ,          ,         ,
      When we | are born,| we cry | that we | are come
                  ,     ,          ,       T  .   T    T
      To this / great stage | of fools.| This a good block:
       ,           ,   2      ,     ,         ,
      It were | a del|icate strat|agem,| to shoe
          ,          ,            ,            x          ,
      A troop | of horse | with felt:| I'll put it | in proof,
            ,     2        x       ,           ,        ,
      And when | I have stolen | upon | these^son-|in-laws,
             ,      T     T     T     __     __
      Then kill,| kill, kill, kill,| kill,| kill.
 
[Enter a Gentleman, with Attendants]
 
GENTLEMAN
           ,        ,          ,      ,          ,
      Oh here | he is:| lay* hand | upon | him, sir.
        T    T    T      ,
      Your most dear | daughter--  \\
 
LEAR
          ,         ,        ,   2    ,        x
      No res|cue? What,| a pris|oner? I | am even
           ,   2     ,        ,         ,         ,
      The nat|ural fool | of for|tune. Use | me well,
       ,                ,        ,         ,     ,
      You shall | have rans|om. Let | me have | surgeons,
       2    ,      2       ,
      I am cut | to the brains.
 
GENTLEMAN
                                ,            ,   ,
                               You shall | have an/ything.
 
LEAR
      __    ,         ,      __    oo
      No | seconds?| all my|self?|      ??
       ,                 ,       ,       ,         ,
      Why, this^|would make | a man,| a man | of salt
          ,          ,     .    Tx     Tx    T     2      ,      ,
      To use | his eyes | for garden water-pots.| I will die | bravely,  ??
                 ,    ,             ,        ,        ,    ,
      Like^a / smug bride|groom*. What?| I will | be jov|ial:  (hex with prev)
        ,     ,     2         T      Tx      T          ,
      Come, come,/ I am a | king, masters, know | you that?  ??
 
GENTLEMAN
       ,           ,      ,     ,    2   ,
      You are | a roy|al one,| and we o|bey you.
 
LEAR
        T     T      T      2      ,     ,         ,
      Then there's life | in it. Come,| and you | get it,
         2         x         ,         ,    T   T   T
      You shall get it | by run|ning: Sa,| sa, sa, sa.
 
[Exit running; Attendants follow]
 
GENTLEMAN
          ,       ,   ,           2      ,         ,
      A sight | most pit/iful | in the mean|est wretch,
        ,    ,              2    ,     ,       2      ,
      Past speak/ing of | in a king.| Thou hast a | daughter
               ,    ,        ,          ,        ,
      Who re/deems na|ture from | the gene|ral curse
              ,             ,           ,
      Which twain | have brought | her to.
 
EDGAR
                                            T    Tx    T
                                          Hail gentle sir.
 
GENTLEMAN
       T     T    T      ,            __    oo
      Sir, speed you:| what's your | will?|
 
EDGAR
       ,         T    T     T      2   ,         ,
      Do you | hear aught (sir)| of a bat|tle toward.
 
GENTLEMAN
        T    T    .   T
      Most sure, and vulgar:  \\
       ,   2       T     T     T        2    ,          ,
      Everyone*| hears that, which | can distin|guish sound.  ??
 
EDGAR
           ,         ,
      But by | your fav|or:  \\
            ,           ,      ,
      How near's | the oth|er ar|my?   \\
 
GENTLEMAN
        ,              ,       ,          ,        ,
      Near, and | on speed|y foot:| the main | descry
         ,              ,        ,
      Stands on | the hour|ly thought.
 
EDGAR
          ,          ,            ,
      I thank | you sir,| that's all.  (tri with prev)
 
GENTLEMAN
         ,                ,         ,         ,          ,
      Though that | the queen | on spe|cial cause | is here
           ,           ,    ,
      Her ar|my is / moved on.
 
EDGAR
                                  ,          ,
                              I thank | you sir.
 
[Exit Gentleman]
 
GLOUCESTER
            x     Tx     T     T          ,           ,
      You^ever-|gentle gods, take | my breath | from me,
           ,        ,         x       ,           ,
      Let^not | my wor|ser spirit | tempt me | again
          ,        ,           ,
      To die | before | you please.
 
EDGAR
                                           ,          ,     ->
                                   Well* pray | you fath||er.
 
GLOUCESTER
       ,      T   T     T    ___   ___
      Now | good sir, what | are | you?
 
EDGAR
      .   T    T   T           ,        ,           ,
      A most poor man,| made^tame | to for|tune's blows
       ,     2       ,         ,            ,        ,
      Who, by the | art of | known, and | feeling | sorrows,
           ,              ,   ,       ,      2       ,
      Am preg|nant to / good pi|ty. Give | me your hand,
             ,         ,         ,
      I'll lead | you to | some^bid|ing.
 
GLOUCESTER
                                          ,        ,
                                        Heart|y thanks:
            ,       ,         ,    ,          x
      The boun|ty, and | the ben|ison | of heaven
           ,          ,
      To boot,| and boot.
 
[Enter OSWALD]
 
OSWALD
                          2       ,       ,           ,
                         A proclaimed | prize: most^|happy
            ,         ,         ,      .    T      T     T
      That eye|less head | of thine,| was first framed flesh
           ,       ,              ,      ,      ,
      To raise my fortunes. Thou old, unhappy traitor,  ????
        ,    2      ,      ,             ,         ,
      Briefly thy|self re|member:| the sword | is out
             ,         ,        2
      That must | destroy | thee.
 
GLOUCESTER
                                       ,           ,        ,
                                 Now* let | thy friend|ly hand
              ,         ,       2
      Put strength | enough | to it.
 
[EDGAR interposes]
 
OSWALD
                                       ,            ,     ,
                                     Where|fore*, bold | peasant,
        ,               ,       ,           ,         ,
      Darst thou | support | a pub|lished trait|or? Hence,
        ,            2   ,        ,        ,         ,
      Lest that | the infec|tion of | his for|tune take
        T    T   T     T    T   T        ,
      Like hold on | thee. Let go | his arm.
 
EDGAR
        T    T   T     ,
      Chill not let | go zir,
           ,     ,         ,
      Without | vurther |'casion.
 
OSWALD
           ,     ,                ,
      Let^go | slave, or | thou diest.  (tri with prev two)
 
EDGAR
Good gentleman go your gait, and let poor volk pass: And chud ha' bin zwaggered out of my life, 'twould not ha' bin zo long as 'tis, by a vortnight. Nay, come not near the old man: keep out che vor ye, or ise try whether your costard, or my ballow be the harder; chill be plain with you.
 
OSWALD
Out dunghill.
 
EDGAR
Chill pick your teeth zir: come, no matter vor your foins.
 
[They fight, and EDGAR knocks him down]
 
OSWALD
        ,                 ,          ,          ,         ,
      Slave thou | hast slain | me: vil|lain, take | my purse;
          ,      ,            ,      ,  2      ,
      If ev|er thou | wilt thrive,| bury my | body,
            ,           x        ,             ,       ,
      And give | the letters | which thou | findst a|bout me,
          ,        ,          ,           ,         ,
      To Ed|mund Earl | of Glouce|ster: seek | him out
        ,       ,       ,      ,     ,      ,      ,
      Upon the English party. Oh untimely death, death.  ????
 
[Dies]
 
EDGAR
          ,           ,       ,      ,      ,       o
      I know | thee well.| A serv|icea|ble vil|lain,
          ,    ,      2     ,      ,        ,        o
      As dut|eous | to the vi|ces of | thy mist|ress,  (hex with prev)
          ,         ,         ,
      As bad|ness would | desire.
 
GLOUCESTER
                                    ,             ,
                                  What, is | he dead?
 
EDGAR
       T   T    T     ,         ,        oo
      Sit you down | father:| rest you.|
             ,            ,                x      ,             x
      Let's^see | these^pock|ets; the / letters that | he speaks of
       ,             ,             ,     2    ,     ,     2->
      May be*| my friends:| he's dead;| I am on|ly sor||ry
          ,        ,        ,            ,        ,
      He had | no oth|er death's-|man*. Let | us see:
        T     Tx    T         ,          ,         ,
      Leave gentle wax,| and man|ners: blame | us not
           ,         ,          ,           ,             ,
      To know | our ene|mies' minds,| we'd rip | their hearts,
             ,             ,   ,
      Their pap|ers is / more law|ful.  \\
 
Let our reciprocal vows be remembered. You have many opportunities to cut him off: if your will want not, time and place will be fruitfully offered. There is nothing done. If he return the conqueror, then am I the prisoner, and his bed, my goal, from the loathed warmth whereof, deliver me, and supply the place for your labor. Your (wife, so I would say) affectionate servant, Goneril.
         ,     ,            ,         ,         ,
      O un|disting|uished space | of wom|an's will,
          ,      ,         ,    2    ,           ,
      A plot | upon | her vir|tuous hus|band's life,
       ,             ,          ,         ,      2      ,
      And the | exchange | my broth|er: Here,| in the sands
        ,           T   T   .    T        ,      ,
      Thee I'll | rake up, the post | unsanc|tified
           ,          ,        ,      2         ,    ,
      Of murde|rous lech|ers: and | in the ma/ture time,
             ,       ,         ,        ,           ,
      With^this | ungra|cious pap|er strike | the sight
                 ,     ,          ,         ,          ,
      Of the / death-prac|ticed duke:| for him |'tis well,
        ,             ,          ,         ,         ,
      That of | thy death,| and bus|iness, I | can tell.
 
GLOUCESTER
            ,        ,          ,               ,    ,
      The king | is mad:| How stiff | is my / vile sense
           ,          ,    ,      2    ,          ,
      That I | stand^up,| and have in|genious | feeling
                ,   ,         ,     2    ,         ,
      Of my / huge sor|rows? Bet|ter I were | distract,
            ,            ,          ,         ,          ,
      So should | my thoughts | be sev|ered from | my griefs,
            ,         ,       ,    ,         ,
      And woes | by wrong | ima|gina|tions lose
            ,         ,          ,
      The know|ledge of | themselves.
 
EDGAR
                                       ,              ,
                                     Give me | your hand:
           ,         ,         ,         ,        ,
      Far^off | methinks | I hear | the beat|en drum.
        ,    ,                 ,          ,         ,
      Come fath/er, I'll | bestow | you with | a friend.
 
[Exeunt]

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