King Lear

Nay, send in time.

Alb.
Run, run, O, run!

Edg.
To who, my lord?--Who has the office? send
Thy token of reprieve.

Edm.
Well thought on: take my sword,
Give it the Captain.

Alb.
Haste thee for thy life.

[Exit Edgar.]

Edm.
He hath commission from thy wife and me
To hang Cordelia in the prison, and
To lay the blame upon her own despair,
That she fordid herself.

Alb.
The gods defend her!--Bear him hence awhile.

[Edmund is borne off.]

[Re-enter Lear, with Cordelia dead in his arms; Edgar, Officer,
and others following.]

Lear.
Howl, howl, howl, howl!--O, you are men of stone.
Had I your tongues and eyes, I'ld use them so
That heaven's vault should crack.--She's gone 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?

Edg.
Or image of that horror?

Alb.
Fall, and cease!

Lear.
This feather stirs; she lives! If it be so,
It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows
That ever I have felt.

Kent.
O my good master! [Kneeling.]

Lear.
Pr'ythee, away!

Edg.
'Tis noble Kent, your friend.

Lear.
A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all!
I might have sav'd her; now she's gone for ever!--
Cordelia, Cordelia! stay a little. Ha!
What is't thou say'st?--Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low,--an excellent thing in woman.--
I kill'd the slave that was a-hanging thee.

Off.
'Tis true, my lords, he did.

Lear.
Did I not, fellow?
I have seen the day, with my good biting falchion
I would have made them skip: I am old now,
And these same crosses spoil me.--Who are you?
Mine eyes are not o' the best:--I'll tell you straight.

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, and quickly too:--he's dead and rotten.

Kent.
No, my good lord; I am the very man,--