Act 1, Scene 5
Court before the Duke of Albany's Palace.
- [Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool.]
- King Lear
- 848 Go you before to Gloster with these letters: acquaint my
- 849 daughter no further with anything you know than comes from her
- 850 demand out of the letter. If your diligence be not speedy, I
- 851 shall be there afore you.
- Kent
- 852 I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered your letter.
- [Exit.]
- Fool
- 853 If a man's brains were in's heels, were't not in danger of kibes?
- King Lear
- 854 Ay, boy.
- Fool
- 855 Then I pr'ythee be merry; thy wit shall not go slipshod.
- King Lear
- 856 Ha, ha, ha!
- Fool
- 857 Shalt see thy other daughter will use thee kindly; for though
- 858 she's as like this as a crab's like an apple, yet I can tell
- 859 what I can tell.
- King Lear
- 860 What canst tell, boy?
- Fool
- 861 She'll taste as like this as a crab does to a crab. Thou
- 862 canst tell why one's nose stands i' the middle on's face?
- King Lear
- 863 No.
- Fool
- 864 Why, to keep one's eyes of either side's nose, that what a man
- 865 cannot smell out, he may spy into.
- King Lear
- 866 I did her wrong,—
- Fool
- 867 Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell?
- King Lear
- 868 No.
- Fool
- 869 Nor I neither; but I can tell why a snail has a house.
- King Lear
- 870 Why?
- Fool
- 871 Why, to put's head in; not to give it away to his daughters, and
- 872 leave his horns without a case.
- King Lear
- 873 I will forget my nature. So kind a father!—Be my horses ready?
- Fool
- 874 Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason why the seven stars are
- 875 no more than seven is a pretty reason.
- King Lear
- 876 Because they are not eight?
- Fool
- 877 Yes indeed: thou wouldst make a good fool.
- King Lear
- 878 To tak't again perforce!—Monster ingratitude!
- Fool
- 879 If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'ld have thee beaten for being
- 880 old before thy time.
- King Lear
- 881 How's that?
- Fool
- 882 Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.
- King Lear
- 883 O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven!
- 884 Keep me in temper; I would not be mad!—
- [Enter Gentleman.]
- King Lear
- 885 How now? are the horses ready?
- Gentleman
- 886 Ready, my lord.
- King Lear
- 887 Come, boy.
- Fool
- 888 She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure,
- 889 Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut shorter.
- [Exeunt.]