pernicious

servile ministers

subscription

tax

bellyful

ask thy daughters’ blessing

court holy-water

Crack nature’s moulds, all germens spill at once        10 That make ingrateful man!

germens

nature’s moulds

thick rotundity

thou, all-shaking thunder,

cleaving thunderbolts,

Vaunt-couriers

thought-executing fires,

You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drench’d our steeples, drown’d the cocks!

cocks

cataracts and hurricanoes

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks!

Holla

lights on

to effect,

fellow

my out-wall

office

blood and breeding,

Some that will thank you, making just report Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow The king hath cause to plain.

you dare build so far

their open banner.

Wise in our negligence

mutual cunning

face of it be cover’d

dare, upon the warrant of my note,

His heart-struck injuries.

out-jest

cease

belly-pinched

cub-drawn bear

his little world of man

make nothing of

eyeless

things might change or cease

’bove the main,

curled waters

fretful elements;

One minded

To have his ear abus’d

desperate train,

Must be their schoolmasters.

The injuries that they themselves procure Must be their schoolmasters.

give him way

taste his folly.

You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need! You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters’ hearts Against their father, fool me not so much        285 To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger, And let not women’s weapons, water-drops, Stain my man’s cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall—I will do such things,—        290 What they are yet I know not,—but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I’ll weep;

gorgeous wear’st,

scarcely keeps thee warm

Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man’s life is cheap as beast’s. Thou art a lady;

Are in the poorest thing superfluous:

five-and-twenty, ten, or five,

Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty, And thou art twice her love.

gave

I gave you all

chanc’d to slack you

two commands,

Hold amity?

 Is this well spoken!

For those that mingle reason with your passion        240 Must be content to think you old

be better at thy leisure

I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot, Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove.

embossed carbuncle

Or rather a disease that’s in my flesh, Which I must needs call mine

Persuade me

hot-blooded France

enmity

needful

abjure

All’s not offence that indiscretion finds And dotage terms so.

beard?

Allow obedience, if yourselves are old, Make it your cause; send down and take my part!

O heavens,

varlet

fickle

slave, whose easy-borrow’d pride        185 Dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows.

Thy half o’ the kingdom hast thou not forgot, Wherein I thee endow’d.

dues of gratitude;

oppose the bolt

scant my sizes,

bandy

tender-hefted nature shall not give Thee o’er to harshness

You fen-suck’d fogs, drawn by the powerful sun,

  Fie, sir, fie!

young bones,

All the stor’d vengeances of heaven fall On her ingrateful top!

’Dear daughter, I confess that I am old; Age is unnecessary: on my knees I beg  [Kneeling. That you’ll vouchsafe me raiment, bed, and food.’

Do you but mark how this becomes the house:

Say, you have wrong’d her, sir.

discretion that discerns your state Better than you yourself.

Nature in you stands on the very verge        140 Of her confine

adult’ress

like a vulture, here

naught

Sepulchring an adult’ress

Regan, I think you are; I know what reason        120 I have to think so

and cried, ‘Down, wantons, down!’

O, me! my heart, my rising heart!

Till it cry sleep to death.

practice only.

remotion

Infirmity doth still neglect all office Whereto our health is bound

No, but not yet

unremovable

quality

The images of revolt and flying off.

Mere fetches,

perdy.

 The fool no knave

wise man

tarry

but for form,

Let go thy hold when a great wheel runs down a hill, lest it break thy neck with following it; but the great one that goes up the hill,

but blind men; and there’s not a nose among twenty but can smell him that’s stinking

so small a number

Hysterica passio!

mother

Display’d so saucily

spite of intermission,

reeking

Coming from us.

To do upon respect such violent outrage

durst

Jupiter

 Lear.  No.   Kent.  Yes.

cruel garters

thy pastime?

Turlygood!

That’s something yet: Edgar I nothing am

lunatic bans,

prayers,

And with presented nakedness outface

That ever penury, in contempt of man,

happy hollow of a tree

Bedlam beggars

outface

elf

Blanket my loins

Brought near to beast

contempt

penury

No port is free

This shameful lodging.

Fortune

and shall find time From this enormous state, seeking to give Losses their remedies.

beacon

heaven’s benediction com’st        135 To the warm sun.

may grow out at heels:

whistle.

watch’d

rubb’d

Whose disposition, all the world well knows, Will not be rubb’d nor stopp’d

thus restrain’d

must take it ill, That he, so slightly valu’d

pilferings

check

low correction

shall do small respect,

braggart,

reverend

stocks!

rogues and cowards

Ajax

And, in the fleshment of this dread exploit,

flattering his displeasure,

misconstruction;

To strike at me, upon his misconstruction;

which for my part I will not be, though I should win your displeasure to entreat me to ’t.

beguiled

like the wreath of radiant fire On flickering Phœbus’ front,

Under the allowance of your grand aspect,

verity,

sooth

That stretch their duties nicely.

silly-ducking observants,

if not, he’s plain

Quite from his nature

garb

plain:

His countenance likes me not.

antipathy

Camelot.

Sarum plain,

Goose

epileptic visage

nought

turn their halcyon beaks With every gale and vary of their masters,

That such a slave as this should wear a sword,

privilege.

reverence?

wagtail

Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter

at suit

grey beard