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Stew. Slave, thou hast slain me:-Villain, take
What, is he dead? Edg. Sit you down, father; rest you.Let's see his pockets: these letters, that he speaks
of, May be my friends.—He's dead; I am only sorry He had no other death's-man.-Let us see:Leave, gentle wax; and, manners, blame us not: To know our enemies' minds, we'd rip their hearts; Their papers, is more lawful.
[reads.] Let our reciprocal vows be remember'd. You have many opportunities to cut him off: if your will want not, time and place will be fruitfully offered. There is nothing done, if he return the conqueror: Then am I the prisoner, and his bed my gaol; from the loath'd warmth whereof deliver me, and supply the place for your labour.
Your wife, (so I would say,) and your affectionate servant,
O undistinguish'd space of woman's will!
[Exit Edgar, dragging out the body.
Give me your hand:
[Exeunt. SCENE VII.
A Tent in the French camp. LEAR on a bed, asleep ;
Physician, Gentleman, and others, attending: Enter
Cor. O thou good Kent, how shall I live, and work, To match thy goodness? My life will be too short, And every measure fail me.
·Kent. To be acknowledg'd, madam, is o'erpay'd.
Be better suited:
Pardon me, dear madam;
[to the Physician. Phys. Madam, sleeps still.
Cor. O you kind gods,
So please your majesty, That we may wake the king ? he hath slept long.
Cor. Be govern'd by your knowledge, and proceed l' the sway of your own will. Is he array'd?
Gent. Ay, madam; in the heaviness of his sleep, We put fresh garments on him. Phys. Be by, good madam, when we do awake
him; I doubt not of his temperance. Cor.
Very well. Phys. Please you, draw near.-Louder the mu
sick there. Cor. O my dear father! Restoration, hang