King of the Hill That My Pruse I Dont Know You

Accident, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! accident!
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks!

King Lear (1608) is a play past William Shakespeare that is generally regarded as i of his greatest tragedies. It is based on the legend of Leir, a rex of pre-Roman Britain.

Act I [edit]

Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
My centre into my mouth

Mend your speech a little,
Lest y'all may mar your fortunes.

Thy truth, then, exist thy dower.

Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
Upon the foul disease.

Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides:
Who encompass faults, at last shame them derides

Striving to better, often we mar what'due south well.

• Nothing can come of goose egg: speak again.
  • Lear, Scene I

• Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
  My centre into my mouth: I dear your majesty
  According to my bond; no more than nor less.
  • Cordelia, Scene I

• Mend your oral communication a little,
  Lest you may mar your fortunes.
  • Lear, Scene I

• Lear: And so immature, and and then untender?
  Cordelia: So immature, my lord, and truthful.
  Lear: Allow it exist and so; — thy truth, then, exist thy dower.
  • Scene I

• Come not betwixt the dragon and his wrath.
  • Lear, Scene I

• Lear: The bow is aptitude and fatigued; make from the shaft.
  Kent: Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
  The region of my heart
  • Scene I

• Kill thy doc, and the fee bequeath
  Upon the foul disease.
  • Kent, Scene I

• Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides:
  Who comprehend faults, at last shame them derides.
  • Cordelia, Scene I

• Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he hath e'er but slenderly known himself.
  • Regan, Scene I

• Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take
  More composition and fierce quality
  Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,
  Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops
  Got 'tween comatose and wake?
  • Edmund, Scene II

• Now, gods, stand upwards for bastards!
  • Edmund, Scene Ii

• Nosotros accept seen the best of our time: machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders, follow usa disquietly to our graves.
  • Gloucester, Scene II

• This is the fantabulous foppery of the globe, that, when nosotros are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our ain behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves, and treachers past spherical predominance, drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an beauteous evasion of whore-master man, to lay his goatish disposition to the accuse of a star!
  • Edmund, Scene 2

• Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out, when Lady the brach may stand by the burn down and stink.
  • The Fool, scene iv; brach is an primitive term for bitch.

• Take more than chiliad showest,
  Speak less than thou knowest,
  Lend less than 1000 owest,
  Ride more than one thousand goest,
  Learn more than thou trowest,
  Set less than g throwest;
  Exit thy drink and thy whore,
  And keep in-a-door,
  And thou shall have more
  Than two tens to a score.
  • The Fool, Scene IV

• The hedge sparrow fed the cuckoo then long,
  That it had information technology head chip off by it young.
  • The Fool, Scene Iv

• Ingratitude, yard marble-hearted fiend,
  More hideous, when thou prove'st thee in a kid
  Than the sea-monster!
  • Lear, Scene 4

• How sharper than a snake'southward molar it is
  To take a thankless kid!
  • Lear, Scene IV

• Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.
  • Albany, Scene IV

Act II [edit]

Fortune, good-night: smile once again; plow thy wheel!

• Oswald: Why dost thou use me thus? I know thee non.
  Kent: Fellow, I know thee.
  Oswald: What dost thousand know me for?
  Kent: A knave; a rascal; an eater of cleaved meats; a base of operations, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a lily-livered, action-taking whoreson, glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave; i that wouldst be a bawd, in style of good service, and art nothing but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pander, and the son and heir of a mongrel bowwow: i whom I will beat out into clamorous whining, if yard deniest the least syllable of thy addition.
  • Scene II

• I have seen better faces in my time,
  Than stands on any shoulder that I meet
  Earlier me at this instant.
  • Kent, Scene Two

• This is some fellow,
  Who, having been praised for bluntness, doth affect
  A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb
  Quite from his nature: He cannot flatter, he!
  An honest heed and plain, he must speak truth:
  An they will have it, so; if not, he's plain.
  These kind of knaves I know, which in this plainness
  Harbor more arts and crafts and more corrupter ends
  Than 20 silly-ducking observants
  That stretch their duties nicely.
  • Cornwall, Scene Ii

• Fortune, expert-night: smile once more; turn thy bike!
  • Kent, Scene Two

• That sir which serves and seeks for proceeds,
  And follows but for form,
  Will pack when it begins to rain,
  And leave thee in the storm.
  But I will tarry; the fool will stay,
  And let the wise man fly:
  The knave turns fool that runs away;
  The fool, no knave, perdy.
  • The Fool, Scene Iv

• O, sir, you are old;
  Nature in you stands on the very verge
  Of her confine: y'all should exist rul'd and led
  By some discretion, that discerns your state
  Better than you lot yourself.
  • Regan, Scene 4

• Our basest beggars
  Are in the poorest thing superfluous:
  Allow not nature more than nature needs,
  Human'south life is cheap as beast'south.
  • Lear, Scene IV

• You lot see me here, you gods, a poor old man,
  As full of grief every bit age; wretched in both!
  If information technology be you that stir these daughters' hearts
  Against their male parent, fool me not so much
  To conduct it tamely; impact me with noble anger,
  And permit non women'due south weapons, water-drops,
  Stain my human'due south cheeks!
  • Lear, Scene 4

• I volition exercise such things,
  What they are, yet I know not; but they shall be
  The terrors of the earth.
  • Lear, Scene IV

• I have total cause of weeping; but this heart
  Shall pause into a hundred thousand flaws
  Or ere I'll weep. O fool, I shall go mad!
  • Lear, Scene Four

Human activity III [edit]

Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world!
Cleft nature's molds, all germens spill at once
That brand ingrateful man!

• Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! accident!
  You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
  Till you take drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks!
  Y'all sulphurous and idea-executing fires,
  Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
  Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder,
  Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world!
  Crack nature'due south molds, all germens spill at one time
  That make ingrateful human being!
  • Lear, Scene II

• I am a human,
  More sinn'd against than sinning.
  • Lear, Scene 2

• The fine art of our necessities is strange,
  And can brand vile things precious.
  • Lear, Scene 2

• He that has and a little tiny wit,
  With hey, ho, the wind and the pelting,
  Must make content with his fortunes fit,
  Though the rain it raineth every day.
  • The Fool, Scene Two

• O, that way madness lies; let me shun that;
  No more of that.
  • Lear, Scene IV

• Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
  That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
  How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
  Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend yous
  From seasons such as these? O! I take ta'en
  Too little care of this! Have physic, pomp;
  Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
  That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,
  And prove the heavens more only.
  • Lear, Scene IV

• Is homo no more than than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the animate being no hibernate, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here'southward three on 's are sophisticated; thou art the thing itself; unaccomodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as grand art.
  • Lear, Scene 4

• The prince of darkness is a gentleman.
  • Edgar, Scene IV

• Child Rowland to the dark belfry came,
  His give-and-take was however, —Fie, foh, and fum,
  I smell the blood of a British human being.
  • Edgar, Scene IV

• He's mad, that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse's health, a male child's love, or a whore's oath.
  • The Fool, Scene Half-dozen

• Cry you mercy, I took yous for a joint-stool.
  • Fool, Scene Half dozen

• Become, thrust him out at gates, and permit him smell
  His fashion to Dover.
  • Regan, Scene VII

Act IV [edit]

• I take no way, and therefore desire no eyes;
  I stumbled when I saw: total often 'tis seen,
  Our means secure us, and our mere defects
  Prove our commodities.
  • Gloucester, Scene I

• And worse I may exist withal: the worst is not,
  So long as we can say, This is the worst.
  • Edgar, Scene I

• Every bit flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods, —
  They kill united states for their sport.
  • Gloucester, Scene I

• You are not worth the dust which the rude wind
  Blows in your face up.
  • Albany, Scene Ii

• She that herself will sliver and disbranch
  From her fabric sap, perforce must wither
  And come to mortiferous use.
  • Albany, Scene II

• Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile:
  Filths savour but themselves.
  • Albany, Scene 2

• It is the stars,
  The stars in a higher place us, govern our conditions;
  • Kent, Scene 3

• How fearful
  And dizzy 'tis to cast one'south eyes so low!
  The crows and choughs, that fly the midway air
  Show scarce and so gross as beetles; halfway down
  Hangs one that gathers samphire, — dreadful trade!
  Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.
  The fishermen, that walk upon the beach,
  Announced like mice, and yond tall anchoring bark
  Diminished to her cock; her cock, a buoy
  Almost too small for sight. The murmuring surge,
  That on the unnumber'ed idle pebbles chafes,
  Cannot be heard so loftier.
  • Edgar, Scene VI

• Ay, every inch a male monarch:
  When I do stare, meet how the subject quakes.
  I pardon that man's life. — What was thy cause? —
  Adultery? —
  Thou shalt not die: die for adultery! No:
  The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly
  Does lecher in my sight.
  Let copulation thrive; for Gloster'southward bastard son
  Was kinder to his father than my daughters
  Got 'tween the lawful sheets.
  To't, luxury, pell-mell! for I lack soldiers. —
  Behold yond simpering matriarch,
  Whose face betwixt her forks presages snow;
  That minces virtue, and does shake the head
  To hear of pleasance's name; —
  The fitchew nor the soiled equus caballus goes to't
  With a more than 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 fiend's; at that place's hell, there'southward darkness,
  There is the sulphurous pit; burning, scalding, stench, consumption! — fie, fie, fie! pah, pah! Give me an ounce of civet, adept apothecary, to sweeten my imagination: at that place'due south money for thee.
  • Lear, Scene VI

• Gloucester: O! let me osculation that hand!
  Lear: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.
  • Scene VI

• A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Expect with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
  • Lear, Scene VI

• In that location one thousand mightst behold the groovy image of authority: a domestic dog'due south obeyed in office.
  • Lear, Scene VI

• Through tatter'd clothes pocket-size vices practice appear;
  Robes and furr'd gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,
  And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks;
  Arm it in rags, a pigmy'due south straw does pierce information technology.
  • Lear, Scene Six

• When we are born, we cry that nosotros are come
  To this great phase of fools — This' a skillful cake: —
  Information technology were a delicate strategem to shoe
  A troop of horse with felt: I'll put 't in proof;
  And when I accept stol'n upon these sons-in-law,
  Then kill, kill, kill, kill, impale, kill!
  • Lear, Scene Half dozen

• Yous do me incorrect to take me out o' the grave: —
  Thou fine art a soul in bliss; just I am bound
  Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
  Do scald like molten lead.
  • Lear, Scene VII

• I am a very foolish fond old human,
  Fourscore and upward, not an hr more or less;
  And, to bargain manifestly,
  I fear I am not in my perfect heed.
  • Lear, Scene VII

• You must bear with me:
  Pray you now, forget and forgive: I am old and foolish.
  • Lear, Scene 7

Act V [edit]

Men must endure
Their going hence, even as their coming hither:
Ripeness is all.

I'll kneel down,
And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll alive,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies...

Howl, howl, howl, howl! O! y'all are men of stones:
Had I your tongues and optics, I'd utilise them so
That heaven'south vaults should crack.

• Men must endure
  Their going hence, even as their coming here:
  Ripeness is all.
  • Edgar, Scene II

• We are not the kickoff
  Who, with best meaning, have incurr'd the worst.
  • Cordelia, Scene III

• Come, allow's away to prison house;
  We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:
  When g dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel downward,
  And ask of thee forgiveness: and then we'll live,
  And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
  At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
  Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,
  Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; —
  And have upon'due south the mystery of things,
  As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out,
  In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones
  That ebb and flow past the moon.
  • Lear, Scene III

• The gods are merely, and of our pleasant vices
  Brand instruments to plague united states.
  • Edgar, Scene III

• The wheel is come full circle: I am hither.
  • Edmund, Scene III

• Howl, howl, howl, howl! O! you are men of stones:
  Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd utilize them then
  That sky's vaults should fissure. — She's gone for ever! —
  I know when 1 is expressionless, and when i lives;
  She's dead as earth.
  • Lear, Scene Three

• And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life!
  Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, accept life,
  And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more,
  Never, never, never, never, never!
  Pray you, disengage this button: thanks sir.
  Do yous see this? Look on her, look, her lips,
  Look there, look at that place!
  • Lear, Scene III

• Vex not his ghost: O! allow him pass; he hates him
  That would upon the rack of this tough world
  Stretch him out longer.
  • Kent, Scene III

• I accept a journey, sir, shortly to get.
  My principal calls me; I must non say no.
  • Kent, Scene III

• The weight of this sad time nosotros must obey;
  Speak what nosotros feel, not what we ought to say.
  The oldest hath borne virtually: we that are young
  Shall never encounter so much, nor alive so long.
  • Edgar, Scene Three in the Page edition of 1623; in the Quarto of 1608 these lines were those of Albany; more information on this disputed text is at "The Quarto of King Lear - representing the early stage history of the play?"

Quotes about King Lear [edit]

A knave; a rascal; an eater of cleaved meats; a base, proud, shallow, measly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave...

• Plain language sounds purely objective. On the one paw, it has not the accent of mere vituperation, it is thoroughly dignified; and on the other, information technology is not the linguistic communication of a person who is mainly concerned with wangling somebody into believing something. When Mr. Jefferson wrote that one of his associates in Washington's cabinet was "a fool and a blabber," his words, taken in their context, make exactly the same impression of at-home, disinterested and objective appraisement as if he had remarked that the man had black pilus and brown eyes.
  Or over again, while we are about it, permit us examine the nigh extreme instance of this sort of thing that I accept so far establish in English literature, which is Kent's opinion of Oswald, in Rex Lear:

Kent. Fellow, I know thee.

Osw. What dost thou know me for?

Kent. A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a lily-livered, action-taking whoreson, glass-gazing, & super-servicable, finical rogue; onetrunk-inheriting slave; 1 that wouldst be a bawd, in way of practiced service, and fine art zero but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar, and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch.

At present, because Kent'southward character and conduct, every bit shown throughout the play, I doubt very much that those lines should exist taken as merely and so much indecent blackguarding.... an thespian who ranted through them in the tone and accent of sheer violent diatribe would ruin his part. Frank Warrin cited those lines the other twenty-four hour period, when he was telling me how much he would savour a revival of Lear, with our gifted friend Bill Parke cast for the part of Kent. He said, "Tin can't you hear Pecker's voice growing quieter and quieter, colder and colder, deadlier and deadlier, all the style through that passage?" Angry as Kent is, and plain every bit his language is, his tone and manner must acquit a strong suggestion of objectivity in guild to keep fully up to the dramatist's conception of his function. Kent is non abusing Oswald; he is merely, as we say, "telling him."

• Albert Jay Nock, in "Free Speech communication and Plain Language" The Atlantic Monthly (Jan 1936)

• Lear is a play [that] contains a great deal of veiled social criticism — only it is all uttered either past the Fool, by Edgar when he is pretending to exist mad, or by Lear during his bouts of madness. In his sane moments Lear hardly ever makes an intelligent remark.

• George Orwell, in Lear

External links [edit]

• The consummate text of King Lear with Quarto and Folio Variations, Annotations, and Commentary
• King Lear - Projection Gutenberg e-text
• The Tragedie of Male monarch Lear - HTML version of this title.
• Cordelia, King Lear and His Fool Free online book.

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