Enter Kent, Gloucester, and Edmund
KENT
I thought the King had more affected the Duke of
Albany than Cornwall.
GLOUCESTER
It did always seem so to us. But now in the
division of the kingdom it appears not which of the
Dukes he values most, for equalities are so weighed that
curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety.
curiosity (n.) scrupulousness, fastidiousness, painstaking attention to detail
KENT
Is not this your son, my lord?
GLOUCESTER
His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge.
I have so often blushed to acknowledge him that now I
am brazed to it.
KENT
I cannot conceive you.
GLOUCESTER
Sir, this young fellow's mother could;
whereupon she grew round-wombed, and had indeed,
sir, a son for her cradle ere she had a husband for her
bed. Do you smell a fault?
KENT
I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being
so proper.
GLOUCESTER
But I have a son, sir, by order of law, some
year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account.
Though this knave came something saucily to the world,
before he was sent for, yet was his mother fair; there
was good sport at his making, and the whoreson must be
sport (n.) 3 sexual recreation, intercourse, amorous dalliance
whoreson (n.) [son of a whore; serious or jocular term of abuse] fellow, bastard
acknowledged. Do you know this noble gentleman,
Edmund?
EDMUND
No, my lord.
GLOUCESTER
My lord of Kent. Remember him hereafter
as my honourable friend.
EDMUND
My services to your lordship.
KENT
I must love you and sue to know you better.
EDMUND
Sir, I shall study deserving.
GLOUCESTER
He hath been out nine years, and away he
shall again. The King is coming.
Sound a sennet. Enter one bearing a coronet
Enter King Lear, Cornwall, Albany, Gonerill, Regan,
Cordelia, and attendants
LEAR
Attend the lords of France and Burgundy,
Gloucester
GLOUCESTER
I shall, my liege.
Exeunt Gloucester and Edmund
LEAR
Meantime we shall express our darker purpose.
Give me the map there. Know that we have divided
In three our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent
To shake all cares and business from our age,
Conferring them on younger strengths, while we
Unburdened crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall –
And you, our no less loving son of Albany –
We have this hour a constant will to publish
Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife
dower (n.) dowry, property or wealth given with a wife
May be prevented now. The princes, France and Burgundy,
Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love,
Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn,
And here are to be answered. Tell me, my daughters,
Since now we will divest us both of rule,
both (adv.) the following set [of nouns - not restricted to two]
Interest of territory, cares of state,
Which of you shall we say doth love us most,
That we our largest bounty may extend
Where nature doth with merit challenge. Gonerill,
Our eldest born, speak first.
GONERILL
Sir, I love you more than word can wield the matter,
Dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty,
space (n.) 3 freedom from captivity; or: possession of property
Beyond what can be valued rich or rare,
No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour,
As much as child e'er loved or father found;
A love that makes breath poor and speech unable;
Beyond all manner of ‘ so much ’ I love you.
CORDELIA
(aside)
What shall Cordelia speak? Love, and be silent.
LEAR
Of all these bounds, even from this line to this,
With shadowy forests and with champains riched,
With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads,
We make thee lady. To thine and Albany's issues
Be this perpetual. – What says our second daughter,
Our dearest Regan, wife of Cornwall?
REGAN
I am made of the self metal as my sister
And prize me at her worth. In my true heart
I find she names my very deed of love;
Only she comes too short, that I profess
Myself an enemy to all other joys
Which the most precious square of sense possesses,
square (n.) 2 rule, canon; or: proper constitution, normal condition
And find I am alone felicitate
In your dear highness' love.
CORDELIA
(aside)
    Then poor Cordelia!
And yet not so, since I am sure my love's
More ponderous than my tongue.
LEAR
To thee and thine hereditary ever
Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom,
No less in space, validity, and pleasure
Than that conferred on Gonerill. – Now, our joy,
Although our last and least, to whose young love
The vines of France and milk of Burgundy
Strive to be interessed; what can you say to draw
A third more opulent than your sisters'? Speak!
CORDELIA
Nothing, my lord.
LEAR
Nothing?
CORDELIA
Nothing.
LEAR
Nothing will come of nothing. Speak again.
CORDELIA
Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
My heart into my mouth. I love your majesty
According to my bond, no more nor less.
LEAR
How, how, Cordelia! Mend your speech a little
Lest you may mar your fortunes.
CORDELIA
    Good my lord,
You have begot me, bred me, loved me.
I return those duties back as are right fit,
Obey you, love you, and most honour you.
Why have my sisters husbands, if they say
They love you all? Haply when I shall wed,
That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry
Half my love with him, half my care and duty.
Sure I shall never marry like my sisters,
To love my father all.
LEAR
But goes thy heart with this?
CORDELIA
    Ay, my good lord.
LEAR
So young, and so untender?
CORDELIA
So young, my lord, and true.
LEAR
Let it be so! Thy truth then be thy dower!
dower (n.) dowry, property or wealth given with a wife
For by the sacred radiance of the sun,
The mysteries of Hecat and the night,
By all the operation of the orbs
From whom we do exist, and cease to be,
Here I disclaim all my paternal care,
Propinquity and property of blood,
And as a stranger to my heart and me
Hold thee from this for ever. The barbarous Scythian,
Or he that makes his generation messes
To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
Be as well neighboured, pitied, and relieved
As thou my sometime daughter.
KENT
    Good my liege –
LEAR
Peace, Kent!
Come not between the dragon and his wrath.
I loved her most, and thought to set my rest
On her kind nursery. (To Cordelia) Hence and avoid my sight! –
So be my grave my peace as here I give
Her father's heart from her. Call France! Who stirs?
Call Burgundy! Cornwall and Albany,
With my two daughters' dowers digest the third.
dower (n.) dowry, property or wealth given with a wife
Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her.
I do invest you jointly with my power,
Pre-eminence, and all the large effects
That troop with majesty. Ourself by monthly course,
With reservation of an hundred knights,
By you to be sustained, shall our abode
Make with you by due turn. Only we shall retain
The name and all th' addition to a king; the sway,
Revenue, execution of the rest,
Beloved sons, be yours; which to confirm,
This coronet part between you.
KENT
    Royal Lear,
Whom I have ever honoured as my king,
Loved as my father, as my master followed,
As my great patron thought on in my prayers –
LEAR
The bow is bent and drawn; make from the shaft.
KENT
Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
The region of my heart. Be Kent unmannerly
When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, old man?
Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak
When power to flattery bows? To plainness honour's bound
When majesty stoops to folly. Reserve thy state,
And in thy best consideration check
This hideous rashness. Answer my life my judgement,
answer (v.) 4 suffer the consequences [for], be accountable [for]
Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least,
Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sounds
Reverb no hollowness.
LEAR
    Kent, on thy life, no more!
KENT
My life I never held but as a pawn
To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it,
Thy safety being motive.
LEAR
    Out of my sight!
KENT
See better, Lear, and let me still remain
The true blank of thine eye.
LEAR
Now by Apollo –
KENT
    Now by Apollo, King,
Thou swear'st thy gods in vain.
LEAR
    O, vassal, miscreant!
He makes to strike him
ALBANY and CORNWALL
Dear sir, forbear!
KENT
Kill thy physician and thy fee bestow
Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift,
Or whilst I can vent clamour from my throat
I'll tell thee thou dost evil.
LEAR
    Hear me, recreant,
On thine allegiance hear me!
Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow,
Which we durst never yet, and with strained pride
To come betwixt our sentence and our power,
Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,
Our potency made good, take thy reward.
Five days we do allot thee for provision
To shield thee from disasters of the world,
And on the sixth to turn thy hated back
Upon our kingdom. If on the tenth day following
Thy banished trunk be found in our dominions
The moment is thy death. Away! By Jupiter,
This shall not be revoked!
KENT
Fare thee well, King, sith thus thou wilt appear,
Freedom lives hence and banishment is here.
(To Cordelia)
The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid,
That justly think'st and hast most rightly said.
(To Gonerill and Regan)
And your large speeches may your deeds approve
That good effects may spring from words of love. –
Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu;
He'll shape his old course in a country new.
Exit
Flourish. Enter Gloucester with France and Burgundy,
and attendants
GLOUCESTER
Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord.
LEAR
My lord of Burgundy,
We first address toward you, who with this king
Hath rivalled for our daughter: what in the least
Will you require in present dower with her
dower (n.) dowry, property or wealth given with a wife
Or cease your quest of love?
BURGUNDY
    Most royal majesty,
I crave no more than hath your highness offered,
Nor will you tender less.
LEAR
    Right noble Burgundy,
When she was dear to us we did hold her so;
But now her price is fallen. Sir, there she stands;
If aught within that little-seeming substance,
Or all of it, with our displeasure pieced,
And nothing more, may fitly like your grace,
She's there and she is yours.
BURGUNDY
    I know no answer.
LEAR
Will you with those infirmities she owes,
Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,
Dowered with our curse and strangered with our oath,
Take her or leave her?
BURGUNDY
    Pardon me, royal sir,
Election makes not up in such conditions.
LEAR
Then leave her, sir, for, by the power that made me,
I tell you all her wealth. (To France) For you, great king,
I would not from your love make such a stray
To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you
T' avert your liking a more worthier way
Than on a wretch whom Nature is ashamed
Almost t' acknowledge hers.
FRANCE
    This is most strange,
That she whom even but now was your best object,
The argument of your praise, balm of your age,
The best, the dearest, should in this trice of time
Commit a thing so monstrous to dismantle
So many folds of favour. Sure her offence
Must be of such unnatural degree
That monsters it; or your fore-vouched affection
Fall into taint; which to believe of her
Must be a faith that reason without miracle
Could never plant in me.
CORDELIA
    I yet beseech your majesty –
If for I want that glib and oily art
To speak and purpose not, since what I well intend
I'll do't before I speak – that you make known
It is no vicious blot, murder or foulness,
No unchaste action or dishonoured step
That hath deprived me of your grace and favour,
But even for want of that for which I am richer:
A still-soliciting eye and such a tongue
As I am glad I have not, though not to have it
Hath lost me in your liking.
lose (v.) 6 ruin the reputation of, destroy the credibility of
LEAR
    Better thou
Hadst not been born than not t' have pleased me better.
FRANCE
Is it but this, a tardiness in nature
Which often leaves the history unspoke
That it intends to do? My lord of Burgundy,
What say you to the lady? Love's not love
When it is mingled with regards that stands
Aloof from th' entire point. Will you have her?
She is herself a dowry.
BURGUNDY
    Royal Lear,
Give but that portion which yourself proposed
And here I take Cordelia by the hand,
Duchess of Burgundy.
LEAR
Nothing! I have sworn; I am firm.
BURGUNDY
(to Cordelia)
I am sorry then you have so lost a father
That you must lose a husband.
CORDELIA
    Peace be with Burgundy!
Since that respect and fortunes are his love,
I shall not be his wife.
FRANCE
Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor,
Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised,
Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon.
Be it lawful I take up what's cast away.
Gods, gods! 'Tis strange that from their cold'st neglect
My love should kindle to inflamed respect.
Thy dowerless daughter, King, thrown to my chance,
Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair France.
Not all the dukes of waterish Burgundy
Can buy this unprized-precious maid of me.
Bid them farewell, Cordelia, though unkind.
Thou losest here, a better where to find.
LEAR
Thou hast her, France; let her be thine, for we
Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see
That face of hers again. Therefore begone,
Without our grace, our love, our benison!
Come, noble Burgundy.
Flourish. Exeunt Lear, Burgundy, Cornwall, Albany,
Gloucester, and attendants
FRANCE
Bid farewell to your sisters.
CORDELIA
The jewels of our father, with washed eyes
Cordelia leaves you. I know you what you are;
And, like a sister, am most loath to call
Your faults as they are named. Love well our father!
To your professed bosoms I commit him.
But yet, alas, stood I within his grace,
I would prefer him to a better place.
So farewell to you both.
REGAN
Prescribe not us our duty.
GONERILL
    Let your study
Be to content your lord, who hath received you
At Fortune's alms. You have obedience scanted,
And well are worth the want that you have wanted.
CORDELIA
Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides;
Who covers faults, at last with shame derides.
Well may you prosper!
FRANCE
    Come, my fair Cordelia.
Exeunt France and Cordelia
GONERILL
Sister, it is not little I have to say of what most
nearly appertains to us both. I think our father will
hence tonight.
REGAN
That's most certain, and with you; next month
with us.
GONERILL
You see how full of changes his age is. The
observation we have made of it hath not been little. He
always loved our sister most; and with what poor judgement
he hath now cast her off appears too grossly.
REGAN
'Tis the infirmity of his age. Yet he hath ever but
slenderly known himself.
GONERILL
The best and soundest of his time hath been
but rash. Then must we look from his age to receive not
alone the imperfections of long-ingraffed condition, but
therewithal the unruly waywardness that infirm and
choleric years bring with them.
REGAN
Such unconstant starts are we like to have from
him as this of Kent's banishment.
GONERILL
There is further compliment of leave-taking
between France and him. Pray you, let us hit together.
If our father carry authority with such disposition as he
bears, this last surrender of his will but offend us.
REGAN
We shall further think of it.
GONERILL
We must do something, and i'th' heat.
Exeunt