payment page
Read and listen with a SparkNotes PLUS trial!
No Fear Translations
No Fear Audio
Already have an account? Log in
Original Text |
Modern Text |
|
Enter GLOUCESTER , LEAR , KENT disguised, FOOL , and EDGAR disguised
|
Enter GLOUCESTER , LEAR , KENT disguised, FOOL , and EDGAR disguised
|
|
GLOUCESTER Here is better than the open air. Take it thankfully. I will piece out the comfort with what addition I can. I will not be long from you.
|
GLOUCESTER Here is better than the open air. Take it thankfully. I will piece out the comfort with what addition I can. I will not be long from you.
|
|
KENT All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience.
5 The gods reward your kindness!
|
KENT All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience.
The gods reward your kindness!
|
|
Exit GLOUCESTER
|
Exit GLOUCESTER
|
|
EDGAR Frateretto calls me and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
|
EDGAR Frateretto calls me and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
|
|
FOOL Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a yeoman?
|
FOOL Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a yeoman?
|
|
LEAR 10 A king, a king!
|
LEAR A king, a king!
|
|
FOOL No, he’s a yeoman that has a gentleman to his son, for he’s a mad yeoman that sees his son a gentleman before him.
|
FOOL No, he’s a yeoman that has a gentleman to his son, for he’s a mad yeoman that sees his son a gentleman before him.
|
|
LEAR To have a thousand with red burning spits
Come hissing in upon 'em!
|
LEAR To have a thousand with red burning spits
Come hissing in upon 'em!
|
|
EDGAR 15 The foul fiend bites my back.
|
EDGAR The foul fiend bites my back.
|
|
FOOL He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse’s health, a boy’s love, or a whore’s oath.
|
FOOL He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse’s health, a boy’s love, or a whore’s oath.
|
|
LEAR It shall be done. I will arraign them straight.
(to EDGAR) Come, sit thou here, most learnèd justicer.
Thou, sapient sir, sit here.—Now, you she-foxes—
|
LEAR It shall be done. I will arraign them straight.
(to EDGAR) Come, sit thou here, most learnèd justicer.
Thou, sapient sir, sit here.—Now, you she-foxes—
|
|
EDGAR Look, where he stands and glares!—Want’st thou eyes at trial, madam?
(sings)
Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me—
|
EDGAR Look, where he stands and glares!—Want’st thou eyes at trial, madam?
(sings)
Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me—
|
|
FOOL (sings)
Her boat hath a leak,
And she must not speak
Why she dares not come over to thee.
|
FOOL (sings)
Her boat hath a leak,
And she must not speak
Why she dares not come over to thee.
|
|
EDGAR |
EDGAR |
|
KENT (to LEAR) How do you, sir? Stand you not so amazed.
Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?
|
KENT (to LEAR) How do you, sir? Stand you not so amazed.
Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?
|
|
LEAR 35 I’ll see their trial first. Bring in the evidence.
(to EDGAR) Thou robèd man of justice, take thy place.
(to FOOL) And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity,
Bench by his side.
(to KENT)
You are o' th' commission.
40 Sit you too.
|
LEAR I’ll see their trial first. Bring in the evidence.
(to EDGAR) Thou robèd man of justice, take thy place.
(to FOOL) And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity,
Bench by his side.
(to KENT)
You are o' th' commission.
Sit you too.
|
|
EDGAR Let us deal justly.
|
EDGAR Let us deal justly.
|
|
(sings)
Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?
Thy sheep be in the corn.
Thy sheep shall take no harm.
Purr! The cat is gray.
|
(sings)
Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?
Thy sheep be in the corn.
Thy sheep shall take no harm.
Purr! The cat is gray.
|
|
LEAR Arraign her first. 'Tis Goneril. I here take my oath before this honorable assembly, she kicked the poor king her father.
|
LEAR Arraign her first. 'Tis Goneril. I here take my oath before this honorable assembly, she kicked the poor king her father.
|
|
FOOL Come hither, mistress. Is your name Goneril?
|
FOOL Come hither, mistress. Is your name Goneril?
|
|
LEAR She cannot deny it.
|
LEAR She cannot deny it.
|
|
FOOL Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool.
|
FOOL Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool.
|
|
LEAR And here’s another, whose warped looks proclaim
55 What store her heart is made on. Stop her there!
Arms, arms, sword, fire, corruption in the place!
False justicer, why hast thou let her ’scape?
|
LEAR And here’s another, whose warped looks proclaim
What store her heart is made on. Stop her there!
Arms, arms, sword, fire, corruption in the place!
False justicer, why hast thou let her ’scape?
|
|
EDGAR Bless thy five wits.
|
EDGAR Bless thy five wits.
|
|
KENT (to LEAR) O pity! Sir, where is the patience now,
60 That thou so oft have boasted to retain?
|
KENT (to LEAR) O pity! Sir, where is the patience now,
That thou so oft have boasted to retain?
|
|
EDGAR (aside) My tears begin to take his part so much,
They’ll mar my counterfeiting.
|
EDGAR (aside) My tears begin to take his part so much,
They’ll mar my counterfeiting.
|
|
LEAR The little dogs and all,
Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart—see, they bark at me.
|
LEAR The little dogs and all,
Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart—see, they bark at me.
|
|
EDGAR Tom will throw his head at them.—Avaunt, you curs!
65 Tooth that poisons if it bite,
Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,
|
EDGAR Tom will throw his head at them.—Avaunt, you curs!
Tooth that poisons if it bite,
Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,
|
|
Hound or spaniel, brach or him,
Bobtail tyke or trundle-tail—
Tom will make them weep and wail.
For with throwing thus my head,
Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled.
Be thy mouth or black or white,
Do-de, de-de. Cessez! Come, march to wakes and fairs and market towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry.
|
Hound or spaniel, brach or him,
Bobtail tyke or trundle-tail—
Tom will make them weep and wail.
For with throwing thus my head,
Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled.
Be thy mouth or black or white,
Do-de, de-de. Cessez! Come, march to wakes and fairs and market towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry.
|
|
LEAR |
LEAR |
|
KENT Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile.
|
KENT Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile.
|
|
LEAR Make no noise, make no noise. Draw the curtains—so, so, so. We’ll go to supper i' th' morning. So, so, so.
(sleeps)
|
LEAR Make no noise, make no noise. Draw the curtains—so, so, so. We’ll go to supper i' th' morning. So, so, so.
(sleeps)
|
|
FOOL And I’ll go to bed at noon.
|
FOOL And I’ll go to bed at noon.
|
|
Enter GLOUCESTER
|
Enter GLOUCESTER
|
|
GLOUCESTER |
GLOUCESTER |
|
KENT Here, sir, but trouble him not. His wits are gone.
|
KENT Here, sir, but trouble him not. His wits are gone.
|
|
GLOUCESTER Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms.
I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him.
|
GLOUCESTER Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms.
I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him.
|
|
90 There is a litter ready. Lay him in ’t
And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet
Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master.
If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
With thine and all that offer to defend him,
95 Stand in assurèd loss. Take up, take up,
And follow me, that will to some provision
Give thee quick conduct.
|
There is a litter ready. Lay him in ’t
And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet
Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master.
If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
With thine and all that offer to defend him,
Stand in assurèd loss. Take up, take up,
And follow me, that will to some provision
Give thee quick conduct.
|
|
KENT Oppressèd nature sleeps.—
This rest might yet have balmed thy broken sinews,
Which, if convenience will not allow,
100 Stand in hard cure.
(to FOOL)
Come, help to bear thy master.
Thou must not stay behind.
|
KENT Oppressèd nature sleeps.—
This rest might yet have balmed thy broken sinews,
Which, if convenience will not allow,
Stand in hard cure.
(to FOOL)
Come, help to bear thy master.
Thou must not stay behind.
|
|
GLOUCESTER Come, come, away.
|
GLOUCESTER Come, come, away.
|
|
Exeunt all but EDGAR
|
Exeunt all but EDGAR
|
|
EDGAR When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
105 Who alone suffers, suffers most i' th' mind,
Leaving free things and happy shows behind.
But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip
When grief hath mates and bearing fellowship.
How light and portable my pain seems now
110 When that which makes me bend makes the king bow.
He childed as I fathered. Tom, away!
Mark the high noises and thyself bewray
When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee,
In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee.
115 What will hap more tonight, safe ’scape the king!
Lurk, lurk.
|
EDGAR When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
Who alone suffers, suffers most i' th' mind,
Leaving free things and happy shows behind.
But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip
When grief hath mates and bearing fellowship.
How light and portable my pain seems now
When that which makes me bend makes the king bow.
He childed as I fathered. Tom, away!
Mark the high noises and thyself bewray
When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee,
In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee.
What will hap more tonight, safe ’scape the king!
Lurk, lurk.
|
|
Exit
|
Exit
|
Original Text |
Modern Text |
|
Enter GLOUCESTER , LEAR , KENT disguised, FOOL , and EDGAR disguised
|
Enter GLOUCESTER , LEAR , KENT disguised, FOOL , and EDGAR disguised
|
|
GLOUCESTER Here is better than the open air. Take it thankfully. I will piece out the comfort with what addition I can. I will not be long from you.
|
GLOUCESTER Here is better than the open air. Take it thankfully. I will piece out the comfort with what addition I can. I will not be long from you.
|
|
KENT All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience.
5 The gods reward your kindness!
|
KENT All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience.
The gods reward your kindness!
|
|
Exit GLOUCESTER
|
Exit GLOUCESTER
|
|
EDGAR Frateretto calls me and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
|
EDGAR Frateretto calls me and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
|
|
FOOL Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a yeoman?
|
FOOL Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a yeoman?
|
|
LEAR 10 A king, a king!
|
LEAR A king, a king!
|
|
FOOL No, he’s a yeoman that has a gentleman to his son, for he’s a mad yeoman that sees his son a gentleman before him.
|
FOOL No, he’s a yeoman that has a gentleman to his son, for he’s a mad yeoman that sees his son a gentleman before him.
|
|
LEAR To have a thousand with red burning spits
Come hissing in upon 'em!
|
LEAR To have a thousand with red burning spits
Come hissing in upon 'em!
|
|
EDGAR 15 The foul fiend bites my back.
|
EDGAR The foul fiend bites my back.
|
|
FOOL He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse’s health, a boy’s love, or a whore’s oath.
|
FOOL He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse’s health, a boy’s love, or a whore’s oath.
|
|
LEAR It shall be done. I will arraign them straight.
(to EDGAR) Come, sit thou here, most learnèd justicer.
Thou, sapient sir, sit here.—Now, you she-foxes—
|
LEAR It shall be done. I will arraign them straight.
(to EDGAR) Come, sit thou here, most learnèd justicer.
Thou, sapient sir, sit here.—Now, you she-foxes—
|
|
EDGAR Look, where he stands and glares!—Want’st thou eyes at trial, madam?
(sings)
Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me—
|
EDGAR Look, where he stands and glares!—Want’st thou eyes at trial, madam?
(sings)
Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me—
|
|
FOOL (sings)
Her boat hath a leak,
And she must not speak
Why she dares not come over to thee.
|
FOOL (sings)
Her boat hath a leak,
And she must not speak
Why she dares not come over to thee.
|
|
EDGAR |
EDGAR |
|
KENT (to LEAR) How do you, sir? Stand you not so amazed.
Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?
|
KENT (to LEAR) How do you, sir? Stand you not so amazed.
Will you lie down and rest upon the cushions?
|
|
LEAR 35 I’ll see their trial first. Bring in the evidence.
(to EDGAR) Thou robèd man of justice, take thy place.
(to FOOL) And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity,
Bench by his side.
(to KENT)
You are o' th' commission.
40 Sit you too.
|
LEAR I’ll see their trial first. Bring in the evidence.
(to EDGAR) Thou robèd man of justice, take thy place.
(to FOOL) And thou, his yoke-fellow of equity,
Bench by his side.
(to KENT)
You are o' th' commission.
Sit you too.
|
|
EDGAR Let us deal justly.
|
EDGAR Let us deal justly.
|
|
(sings)
Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?
Thy sheep be in the corn.
Thy sheep shall take no harm.
Purr! The cat is gray.
|
(sings)
Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?
Thy sheep be in the corn.
Thy sheep shall take no harm.
Purr! The cat is gray.
|
|
LEAR Arraign her first. 'Tis Goneril. I here take my oath before this honorable assembly, she kicked the poor king her father.
|
LEAR Arraign her first. 'Tis Goneril. I here take my oath before this honorable assembly, she kicked the poor king her father.
|
|
FOOL Come hither, mistress. Is your name Goneril?
|
FOOL Come hither, mistress. Is your name Goneril?
|
|
LEAR She cannot deny it.
|
LEAR She cannot deny it.
|
|
FOOL Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool.
|
FOOL Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-stool.
|
|
LEAR And here’s another, whose warped looks proclaim
55 What store her heart is made on. Stop her there!
Arms, arms, sword, fire, corruption in the place!
False justicer, why hast thou let her ’scape?
|
LEAR And here’s another, whose warped looks proclaim
What store her heart is made on. Stop her there!
Arms, arms, sword, fire, corruption in the place!
False justicer, why hast thou let her ’scape?
|
|
EDGAR Bless thy five wits.
|
EDGAR Bless thy five wits.
|
|
KENT (to LEAR) O pity! Sir, where is the patience now,
60 That thou so oft have boasted to retain?
|
KENT (to LEAR) O pity! Sir, where is the patience now,
That thou so oft have boasted to retain?
|
|
EDGAR (aside) My tears begin to take his part so much,
They’ll mar my counterfeiting.
|
EDGAR (aside) My tears begin to take his part so much,
They’ll mar my counterfeiting.
|
|
LEAR The little dogs and all,
Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart—see, they bark at me.
|
LEAR The little dogs and all,
Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart—see, they bark at me.
|
|
EDGAR Tom will throw his head at them.—Avaunt, you curs!
65 Tooth that poisons if it bite,
Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,
|
EDGAR Tom will throw his head at them.—Avaunt, you curs!
Tooth that poisons if it bite,
Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,
|
|
Hound or spaniel, brach or him,
Bobtail tyke or trundle-tail—
Tom will make them weep and wail.
For with throwing thus my head,
Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled.
Be thy mouth or black or white,
Do-de, de-de. Cessez! Come, march to wakes and fairs and market towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry.
|
Hound or spaniel, brach or him,
Bobtail tyke or trundle-tail—
Tom will make them weep and wail.
For with throwing thus my head,
Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled.
Be thy mouth or black or white,
Do-de, de-de. Cessez! Come, march to wakes and fairs and market towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry.
|
|
LEAR |
LEAR |
|
KENT Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile.
|
KENT Now, good my lord, lie here and rest awhile.
|
|
LEAR Make no noise, make no noise. Draw the curtains—so, so, so. We’ll go to supper i' th' morning. So, so, so.
(sleeps)
|
LEAR Make no noise, make no noise. Draw the curtains—so, so, so. We’ll go to supper i' th' morning. So, so, so.
(sleeps)
|
|
FOOL And I’ll go to bed at noon.
|
FOOL And I’ll go to bed at noon.
|
|
Enter GLOUCESTER
|
Enter GLOUCESTER
|
|
GLOUCESTER |
GLOUCESTER |
|
KENT Here, sir, but trouble him not. His wits are gone.
|
KENT Here, sir, but trouble him not. His wits are gone.
|
|
GLOUCESTER Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms.
I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him.
|
GLOUCESTER Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms.
I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him.
|
|
90 There is a litter ready. Lay him in ’t
And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet
Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master.
If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
With thine and all that offer to defend him,
95 Stand in assurèd loss. Take up, take up,
And follow me, that will to some provision
Give thee quick conduct.
|
There is a litter ready. Lay him in ’t
And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet
Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master.
If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
With thine and all that offer to defend him,
Stand in assurèd loss. Take up, take up,
And follow me, that will to some provision
Give thee quick conduct.
|
|
KENT Oppressèd nature sleeps.—
This rest might yet have balmed thy broken sinews,
Which, if convenience will not allow,
100 Stand in hard cure.
(to FOOL)
Come, help to bear thy master.
Thou must not stay behind.
|
KENT Oppressèd nature sleeps.—
This rest might yet have balmed thy broken sinews,
Which, if convenience will not allow,
Stand in hard cure.
(to FOOL)
Come, help to bear thy master.
Thou must not stay behind.
|
|
GLOUCESTER Come, come, away.
|
GLOUCESTER Come, come, away.
|
|
Exeunt all but EDGAR
|
Exeunt all but EDGAR
|
|
EDGAR When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
105 Who alone suffers, suffers most i' th' mind,
Leaving free things and happy shows behind.
But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip
When grief hath mates and bearing fellowship.
How light and portable my pain seems now
110 When that which makes me bend makes the king bow.
He childed as I fathered. Tom, away!
Mark the high noises and thyself bewray
When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee,
In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee.
115 What will hap more tonight, safe ’scape the king!
Lurk, lurk.
|
EDGAR When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
Who alone suffers, suffers most i' th' mind,
Leaving free things and happy shows behind.
But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip
When grief hath mates and bearing fellowship.
How light and portable my pain seems now
When that which makes me bend makes the king bow.
He childed as I fathered. Tom, away!
Mark the high noises and thyself bewray
When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee,
In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee.
What will hap more tonight, safe ’scape the king!
Lurk, lurk.
|
|
Exit
|
Exit
|
Test your knowledge
Take the Act 3, scenes 6-7 Quick Quiz
Read the Summary
Read the Summary of Act 3, scenes 6-7.
Shakespeare’s Life & Times
Dive into our comprehensive guide to ace your Shakespeare assignments
Did you know you can highlight text to take a note?
x
