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Before the head has any—
The head and he shall louse.
So beggars marry many.
30The man that makes his toe
What he his heart should make
Shall of a corn cry woe,
And turn his sleep to wake.
For there was never yet fair woman but she made mouths
   in a glass.
With a crowd of slut daughters to add to the slut wife.
The man who kicks away
The person he should love
Will bring himself pain
And sleepless nights.
For there never was a pretty woman who didn’t like to preen in the mirror.
Enter KENT disguised
KENT enters in disguise.

LEAR

35No, I will be the pattern of all patience.
I will say nothing.

LEAR

No, I’ll be patient. I won’t say a word.

KENT

Who’s there?

KENT

Who’s there?

FOOL

Marry, here’s grace and a codpiece—that’s a wise man and a fool.

FOOL

A wise man and a fool.

KENT

40 (to LEAR) Alas, sir, are you here? Things that love night
Love not such nights as these. The wrathful skies
Gallow the very wanderers of the dark
And make them keep their caves. Snce I was man,
Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder,
45Such groans of roaring wind and rain I never
Remember to have heard. Man’s nature cannot carry
Th' affliction nor the fear.

KENT

(to LEAR) Ah, sir, you’re here? Even creatures of the night aren’t out tonight in this storm. The angry skies terrify the animals that usually prowl in the dark, making them stay in their caves. Never in my life have I heard such horrible blasts of thunder, such a roaring downpour, such groaning winds. It’s too trying and terrifying for humans to bear.

LEAR

   Let the great gods
That keep this dreadful pudder o'er our heads
Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou wretch
50That hast within thee undivulgèd crimes
Unwhipped of justice. Hide thee, thou bloody hand,
Thou perjured, and thou simular man of virtue

LEAR

Let the gods who stirred up this dreadful storm bring their enemies to light. Any wretched person who has committed secret crimes and escaped justice should tremble in fear now. Better hide now, you murderers, you perjurers, you incest-practicing people who pretend to be virtuous. Tremble and shake, villain, for secretly plotting against human lives. Let all your bottled-up crimes come flooding out at last, as you beg for