Sir, I thought it fit To send the old and miserable king To some retention and appointed guard; Whose age has charms in it, whose title more, To pluck the common bosom on his side, And turn our impress'd lances in our eyes Edm. A herald, ho, a herald! Alb. Trust to thy single virtue; for thy soldiers, All levied in my name, have in my name Which do command them. With him I sent the Took their discharge. In my rights, By me invested, he compeers the best. Gon. That were the most, if he should husband you. Reg. Jesters do oft prove prophets. Gon. Holla, holla! That eye, that told you so, look'd but a-squint. Reg. Lady. I am not well; else I should answer From a fuil-ilowing stomach.-General, Take tnou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony; Dispose of them, of me; the walls are thine: Witness the world, that I create thee here My lord and master. Gon. Mean you to enjoy him? Half-blooded fellow, yes. Reg. Let the drum strike, and prove my title thine. [To EDMUND. Alb. Stay yet; hear reason:-Edmund, I arrest thee On capital treason; and, in thy arrest, Reg. This sickness grows upon me. If any man of quality, or degree, within the lists of the army, will maintain upon Edmund, supposed earl of Gloster, that he is a manifold traitor, let him appear at the third sound of the trumpet: He is bold in his defence. Edm. Sound. Her. Again. Her. Again. [1 Trumpet. [2 Trumpet. [3 Trumpet. [Trumpet answers within. Enter EDGAR, armed, preceded by a trumpet. Alb. Ask him his purposes, why he appears Upon this call o'the trumpet. Her. What are you? Your name, your quality? and why you answer I come to cope withal. Alb. Which is that adversary? Edg. What's he, that speaks for Edmund earl of Gloster? Edm. Himself;-What say'st thou to him? That, if my speech offend a noble heart, This gilded serpent: [Pointing to GON.]-for your Conspirant 'gainst this high illustrious prince; Alb. Thou art arm'd, Gloster :-Let the trumpet But, since thy outside looks so fair and warlike, sound: If none appear to prove upon thy person, Toy heinous, manifest, and many treasons, And that thy tongue some 'say of breeding breathes, There is my pledge; [Throwing down a glove.] I'll Back do I toss these treasons to thy head; Alh. O save him, save him! Gon This is mere practice, Gloster: By the law of arms, thou wast not bound to answer An unknown opposite; thou art not vanquish'd, But cozen'd and beguil'd. Alb. Shut your mouth, dame, Or with this paper shall I stop it :-Hold, sir:Thou worse than any name, read thine own evil:No tearing, lady; I perceive you know it. [Gives the letter to EDMUND. Gon. Say, if I do: the laws are mine, not thine: Who shall arraign me for't? Most monstrous ! Alb. And more, much more: the time will bring it out; Edg. Let's exchange charity. I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund The dark and vicious place where thee he got, Edm. I know it well. Worthy prince, Alb. Where have you hid yourself? How have you known the miseries of your father? Edg. By nursing them, my lord.-List a brief tale; And, when 'tis told, O, that my heart would burst!— That follow'd me so near, (O our lives' sweetness! Edm. This speech of yours hath mov'd me, And shall, perchance, do good: but speak you on; You look as you had something more to say. Alb. If there be more, more woful, hold it in; Edy. This would have seem'd a period To such as love not sorrow; but another, To amplify too much, would make much more And top extremity. Whilst I was big in clamour, came there a man, Alb. Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them so for ever! I know when one is dead, and when one lives; She's dead as earth :-Lend me a looking-glass; If that her breath will mist or stain the stone, Why, then she lives. Kent. Is this the promis'd end? Fall, and cease! Ony goou master! [Kneeling. What is't thou say'st?-Her voice was ever soft, Did I not, fellow? Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated, One of them we behold. Lear. This is a dull sight: Are you not Kent? Kent. The same; Your servant Kent: Where is your servant Caius ? Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that; He'll strike, aud quickly too: He's dead and rotten. Kent. No, my good lord; I am the very man ;Lear. I'll see that straight. Kent. That, from your first of difference and decay, Your eldest daughters have fore-doom'd themselves, Ay, so I think. Alb. He knows not what he says; and vain it is | Off. Edmund is dead, my lord. Alb. That's but a trifle here.You lords, and noble friends, know our intent. What comfort to this great decay may come, Shall be applied: For us, we will resign, During the life of this old majesty, To him our absolute power :-You, to your rights; [To EDGAR and KENT. With boot, and such addition as your honours Have more than merited.-All friends shall taste The wages of their virtue, and all foes The cup of their deservings.—O, see, see! Lear. And my poor fool is bang'd! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer. Edg. O, he is gone, indeed. Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long. He but usurp'd his life. Alb. Bear them from hence.-Our present business Is general woe. Friends of my soul, you twain Alb. The weight of this sad time we must obey; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most: we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long. Exeunt, with a dead murd ROMEO AND JULIET. PERSONS REPRESENTED. E CALUS, Prince of Verona. PARIS, a young nobleman, kinsman to the Prince. each other. An Old Man, uncle to Capulet. ROMEO, son to Montague. BENVOLIO, nephew to Montague, and friend to Romeo. Friar LAURENCE, a franciscan. GREGORY, servants to Capulet. ABRAM, servant to Montague. An Apothecary. Three Musicians. Which, but their children's end, nought could re move, Is now the two hours' traffick of our stage; ACT I. SCENE I.-A publick Place. Enter SAMSON and GREGORY, armed with swords and bucklers. Sam. Gregory, o'my word, we'll not carry coals. Sam. I strike quickly, being moved. Gre. But thou art not quickly moved to strike. Sam. A dog of the house of Montague moves me. Gre. To move is-to stir; and to be variant, isto stand to it: therefore, if thou art movd, thou run'st away. Sam. A dog of that house snail move me to stand: I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's. Gre. That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes to the wall. rela-weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall:-thereSam. True; and therefore women, being the fore I will push Montague's men from the wall, and Citizens of Verona; several Men and Women, and Attendants. SCENE,-during the greater Part of the Play, in PROLOGUE. Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; Do, with their death, bury their parents' strife. The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love, And the continuance of their parents' rage, thrust his maids to the wall. Gre. The quarrel is between our masters, and us their men. Sam. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids; I will cut off their heads. Gre. The heads of the maids? Sam. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maiden heads; take it in what sense thou wilt. Gre. They must take it in sense, that feel it. Sam. Me they shall feel, while I am able to stand: and 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. Gre. 'Tis well, thou art not fish; if thou hadst thou hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool; her comes two of the house of the Montagues. Enter ABRAM and BALTHASAR. back thee. Gre. How? turn thy back, and run? Gre. No, marry: I fear thee! Sam. Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin. Gre. I will frown, as I pass by; and let them take it as they list. Sam. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Gre. No. And hear the sentence of your moved prince.- Sam. No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir; To old Free-town, our common judgment-place. but I bite my thumb, sir. Gre. Do you quarrel, sir? Abr. Quarrel, sir? no, sir. Sam. If you do, sir, I am for you; I serve as good a man as you. Abr. No better. Sam. Well, sir. Enter BENVOLIO, at a distance. Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. [Exeunt PRINCE and Attendants; CAPULET, Lady CAPULET, TYBALT, Citizens, and Servants. Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach ?— Ben. Here were the servants of your adversary, Gre. Say-better; here comes one of our mas- The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepar'd; ter's kinsmen. Sam. Yes, better, sir. Abr. You lie. Sam. Draw, if you be men.-Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. [They fight. Ben. Part, fools; put up your swords; you know not what you do [Beats down their swords. Enter TYBALT. Tyb. What, art thou drawn among these hartless Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death. As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: [They fight. Enter several partizans of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with clubs. 1 Cit. Clubs, bills, and partizans! strike! beat Down with the Capulets! down with the Montagues! La. Cap. A crutch, a crutch!-Why call you for a sword? Which, as he breath'd defiance to my ears, La. Mon. 9, where is Romeo !-saw you him Right glad I am, he was not at this fray. Ben. Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun I, measuring his affections by my own,— Mon. Many a morning hath he there been seen, Ben. My noble uncle, do you know the cause? Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow, |