KING LEAR 4.3

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KING LEAR 4.3

The French camp near Dover.

[Enter KENT and a Gentleman]

KENT Why the King of France is so suddenly gone back

know you the reason?

Gentleman Something he left imperfect in the

state, which since his coming forth is thought

of; which imports to the kingdom so much 5

fear and danger, that his personal return was

most required and necessary.

KENT Who hath he left behind him general?

Gentleman The Marshal of France, Monsieur La Far.

KENT Did your letters pierce the queen to any 10

demonstration of grief?

Gentleman Ay, sir; she took them, read them in my presence;

And now and then an ample tear trill'd down

Her delicate cheek: it seem'd she was a queen

Over her passion; who, most rebel-like, 15

Sought to be king o'er her.

KENT O, then it moved her.

Gentleman Not to a rage: patience and sorrow strove

Who should express her goodliest. You have seen

Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears 20

Were like a better way: those happy smilets,

That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know

What guests were in her eyes; which parted thence,

As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. In brief,

Sorrow would be a rarity most beloved, 25

If all could so become it.

KENT Made she no verbal question?

Gentleman 'Faith, once or twice she heaved the name of 'father'

Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart:

Cried 'Sisters! sisters! Shame of ladies! sisters! 30

Kent! father! sisters! What, i' the storm? i' the night?

Let pity not be believed!' There she shook

The holy water from her heavenly eyes,

And clamour moisten'd: then away she started

To deal with grief alone. 35

KENT It is the stars,

The stars above us, govern our conditions;

Else one self mate and mate could not beget

Such different issues. You spoke not with her since?

Gentleman No. 40

KENT Was this before the king return'd?

Gentleman No, since.

KENT Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i' the town;

Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers

What we are come about, and by no means 45

Will yield to see his daughter.

Gentleman Why, good sir?

KENT A sovereign shame so elbows him: his own unkindness,

That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her

To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights 50

To his dog-hearted daughters, these things sting

His mind so venomously, that burning shame

Detains him from Cordelia.

Gentleman Alack, poor gentleman!

KENT Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you heard not? 55

Gentleman 'Tis so, they are afoot.

KENT Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear,

And leave you to attend him: some dear cause

Will in concealment wrap me up awhile;

When I am known aright, you shall not grieve 60

Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you, go

Along with me.

[Exeunt]

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KENT		Why the King of France is so suddenly gone back
		know you the reason?

Gentleman	Something he left imperfect in the
	state, which since his coming forth is thought
	of; which imports to the kingdom so much	5
	fear and danger, that his personal return was
	most required and necessary.

KENT		Did your letters pierce the queen to any	10
		demonstration of grief?

Gentleman	Ay, sir; she took them, read them in my presence;
	And now and then an ample tear trill'd down
	Her delicate cheek: it seem'd she was a queen
	Over her passion; who, most rebel-like,	15
	Sought to be king o'er her.

Gentleman	Not to a rage: patience and sorrow strove
	Who should express her goodliest. You have seen
	Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears	20
	Were like a better way: those happy smilets,
	That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know
	What guests were in her eyes; which parted thence,
	As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. In brief,
	Sorrow would be a rarity most beloved,	25
	If all could so become it.

Gentleman	'Faith, once or twice she heaved the name of 'father'
	Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart:
	Cried 'Sisters! sisters! Shame of ladies! sisters!	30
	Kent! father! sisters! What, i' the storm? i' the night?
	Let pity not be believed!' There she shook
	The holy water from her heavenly eyes,
	And clamour moisten'd: then away she started
	To deal with grief alone.	35

KENT		It is the stars,
		The stars above us, govern our conditions;
		Else one self mate and mate could not beget
		Such different issues. You spoke not with her since?

KENT	Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i' the town;
	Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers
	What we are come about, and by no means	45
	Will yield to see his daughter.

KENT	A sovereign shame so elbows him: his own unkindness,
	That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her
	To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights	50
	To his dog-hearted daughters, these things sting
	His mind so venomously, that burning shame
	Detains him from Cordelia.

KENT	Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master Lear,
	And leave you to attend him: some dear cause
	Will in concealment wrap me up awhile;
	When I am known aright, you shall not grieve	60
	Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you, go
	Along with me.
	[Exeunt]

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