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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare In Plain and Simple English (Translated)

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by William Shakespeare


  Striking his head

  And thy dear judgment out! Go, go, my people.

  You foul kite! You are a liar.

  My entourage are the best, most noble men,

  who know all there is to know about their duty,

  and know exactly how to maintain

  their honor. What a little fault it was

  that looked so ugly in Cordelia!

  It was like a machine that tore out

  my heart; it emptied my heart of love,

  and poured in bitterness. Oh Lear, Lear, Lear!

  Smash on this gate, that let your stupidity in

  and let your common sense out! On you go, my people.

  ALBANY

  My lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant

  Of what hath moved you.

  My lord, I am not guilty as I don't know

  what has upset you.

  KING LEAR

  It may be so, my lord.

  Hear, nature, hear; dear goddess, hear!

  Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend

  To make this creature fruitful!

  Into her womb convey sterility!

  Dry up in her the organs of increase;

  And from her derogate body never spring

  A babe to honour her! If she must teem,

  Create her child of spleen; that it may live,

  And be a thwart disnatured torment to her!

  Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth;

  With cadent tears fret

  Turn all her mother's pains and benefits

  To laughter and contempt; that she may feel

  How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is

  To have a thankless child! Away, away!

  Exit

  That may be the case, my lord.

  Listen, nature, listen! Dear goddess, listen!

  If you intended for this creature to bear children,

  suspend your plans!

  Make her womb sterile!

  Dry up her reproductive system;

  and never let her degenerate body produce

  a baby to honor her! If she must spawn,

  let her have a child made only of spleen: so it can live

  and be a twisted unloving torture to her!

  Let it stamp wrinkles onto her youthful brow;

  May storms of tears cut channels in her cheeks,

  greet all her motherly efforts and gifts

  with contempt and laughter, so she can feel

  how much sharper than a snake's tooth it is

  to have an ungrateful child! Come on, come on!

  ALBANY

  Now, gods that we adore, whereof comes this?

  Now, by all the gods that we adore, what brought this on?

  GONERIL

  Never afflict yourself to know the cause;

  But let his disposition have that scope

  That dotage gives it.

  Re-enter KING LEAR

  Don't bother trying to find out the reason;

  just let him carry on

  as senile old fools do.

  KING LEAR

  What, fifty of my followers at a clap!

  Within a fortnight!

  So, you want me to lose fifty of my followers in one go!

  Within a fortnight!

  ALBANY

  What's the matter, sir?

  What's the matter, sir?

  KING LEAR

  I'll tell thee:

  To GONERIL

  Life and death! I am ashamed

  That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus;

  That these hot tears, which break from me perforce,

  Should make thee worth them. Blasts and fogs upon thee!

  The untented woundings of a father's curse

  Pierce every sense about thee! Old fond eyes,

  Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck ye out,

  And cast you, with the waters that you lose,

  To temper clay. Yea, it is come to this?

  Let is be so: yet have I left a daughter,

  Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable:

  When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails

  She'll flay thy wolvish visage. Thou shalt find

  That I'll resume the shape which thou dost think

  I have cast off for ever: thou shalt,

  I warrant thee.

  Exeunt KING LEAR, KENT, and Attendants

  I'll tell you:

  By life and death! I'm ashamed

  that you can disturb me so much;

  if only you were worth these hot tears

  which I can't control. Curses and confusion to you!

  GONERIL

  Do you mark that, my lord?

  Did you see that, my lord?

  ALBANY

  I cannot be so partial, Goneril,

  To the great love I bear you,--

  I cannot be so biased, Goneril,

  towards the great love I have for you–

  GONERIL

  Pray you, content. What, Oswald, ho!

  To the Fool

  You, sir, more knave than fool, after your master.

  Please, that's enough. Oswald, come here!

  You, sir, who is more of a knave than a fool, follow your master.

  Fool

  Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry and take the fool

  with thee.

  A fox, when one has caught her,

  And such a daughter,

  Should sure to the slaughter,

  If my cap would buy a halter:

  So the fool follows after.

  Exit

  Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, wait and take the fool

  with you.

  A trapped fox, when you've caught her,

  and a daughter like this,

  should be sent to the slaughter,

  if my cap could pay for the rope:

  and so the fool follows on.

  GONERIL

  This man hath had good counsel:--a hundred knights!

  'Tis politic and safe to let him keep

  At point a hundred knights: yes, that, on every dream,

  Each buzz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike,

  He may enguard his dotage with their powers,

  And hold our lives in mercy. Oswald, I say!

  This man has had good advice: a hundred knights!

  Oh yes, it's a sensible and safe to let him keep

  a hundred armed knights: yes, so that with every dream,

  every rumour, every imagining, every complaint or dislike

  he can back up his senility with their power,

  and hold our lives in his hand. Oswald, here!

  ALBANY

  Well, you may fear too far.

  Well, you may be worrying too much.

  GONERIL

  Safer than trust too far:

  Let me still take away the harms I fear,

  Not fear still to be taken: I know his heart.

  What he hath utter'd I have writ my sister

  If she sustain him and his hundred knights

  When I have show'd the unfitness,--

  Re-enter OSWALD

  How now, Oswald!

  What, have you writ that letter to my sister?

  That's better than not worrying enough:

  let me always remove the danger I fear

  rather than live in fear of danger: I know what he's like.

  I have written to tell my sister what he said;

  if she supports him and his hundred knights

  after I have shown her why she shouldn't–

  Hello there, Oswald!

  Now, have you written that letter to my sister?

  OSWALD

  Yes, madam.

  Yes, madam.

  GONERIL

  Take you some company, and away to horse:

  Inform her full of my particular fear;

  And thereto add such reasons of your own

  As may compact it more. Get you gone;

  And hasten your r
eturn.

  Take some men, and get on your horses:

  give her all the details about my personal fears;

  and add to it any reasons of your own

  which strengthen the case. Get going,

  and hurry back.

  Exit OSWALD

  No, no, my lord,

  This milky gentleness and course of yours

  Though I condemn not, yet, under pardon,

  You are much more attask'd for want of wisdom

  Than praised for harmful mildness.

  No, no, my lord,

  this soft gentleness and action of yours,

  although I don't condemn you for it, if you'll excuse me,

  you're more to be criticised for a lack of wisdom

  than praised for a mildness which will do harm.

  ALBANY

  How far your eyes may pierce I can not tell:

  Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.

  I can't tell how well you've predicted the future:

  trying to improve things, we often damage the good things we have.

  GONERIL

  Nay, then--

  No, but–

  ALBANY

  Well, well; the event.

  Exeunt

  All right, all right; we'll wait and see what happens.

  Enter KING LEAR, KENT, and Fool

  KING LEAR

  Go you before to Gloucester with these letters.

  Acquaint my daughter no further with any thing you

  know than comes from her demand out of the letter.

  If your diligence be not speedy, I shall be there afore you.

  You go ahead with this letter to Gloucester.

  Don't tell my daughter about anything, except for

  answering any questions she has about the letter.

  If you don't hurry, I will be there before you.

  KENT

  I will not sleep, my lord, till I have delivered

  your letter.

  Exit

  I won't sleep, my lord, until I have delivered

  your letter.

  Fool

  If a man's brains were in's heels, were't not in

  danger of kibes?

  If a man had brains in his heels, wouldn't he be

  in danger of chilblains?

  KING LEAR

  Ay, boy.

  Yes, boy.

  Fool

  Then, I prithee, be merry; thy wit shall ne'er go

  slip-shod.

  Then, I beg you, be happy; you haven't any brains

  to protect.

  KING LEAR

  Ha, ha, ha!

  Hah, hah, hah!

  Fool

  Shalt see thy other daughter will use thee kindly;

  for though she's as like this as a crab's like an

  apple, yet I can tell what I can tell.

  We shall see if your other daughter treats you well;

  although her and Goneril are two peas in a pod,

  I can see what I can see.

  KING LEAR

  Why, what canst thou tell, my boy?

  What can you see, my boy?

  Fool

  She will taste as like this as a crab does to a

  crab. Thou canst tell why one's nose stands i'

  the middle on's face?

  She will be just as bitter as this one.

  Do you know why your nose is in

  the middle of your face?

  KING LEAR

  No.

  No.

  Fool

  Why, to keep one's eyes of either side's nose; that

  what a man cannot smell out, he may spy into.

  Why, to keep your eyes apart; so if you can't

  smell mischief, you can see it.

  KING LEAR

  I did her wrong--

  I did her wrong–

  Fool

  Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell?

  Do you know how an oyster makes his shell?

  KING LEAR

  No.

  No.

  Fool

  Nor I neither; but I can tell why a snail has a house.

  Me neither; but I know why snail has a house.

  KING LEAR

  Why?

  Why?

  Fool

  Why, to put his head in; not to give it away to his

  daughters, and leave his horns without a case.

  Why, to keep his head in; not to give it away to his

  daughters, and leave himself unprotected.

  KING LEAR

  I will forget my nature. So kind a father! Be my

  horses ready?

  I will go against my nature and stop being a kind father!

  Are my horses ready?

  Fool

  Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason why the

  seven stars are no more than seven is a pretty reason.

  Your asses are seeing to them. There's a good reason

  why the seven stars are only seven.

  KING LEAR

  Because they are not eight?

  Because there are not eight of them?

  Fool

  Yes, indeed: thou wouldst make a good fool.

  Yes indeed: you would make a good fool.

  KING LEAR

  To take 't again perforce! Monster ingratitude!

  Perhaps I should take my kingdom back by force! The terrible ingratitude!

  Fool

  If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'ld have thee beaten

  for being old before thy time.

  Nuncle, if you were my fool I would have you beaten

  for being old before your time.

  KING LEAR

  How's that?

  What do you mean?

  Fool

  Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst

  been wise.

  You should have got wise before

  you got old.

  KING LEAR

  O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven

  Keep me in temper: I would not be mad!

  Enter Gentleman

  How now! are the horses ready?

  Now don't let me go mad, not mad, dear heaven

  keep me calm: I don't want to go mad!

  Hello there! Are the horses ready?

  Gentleman

  Ready, my lord.

  They are ready my lord.

  KING LEAR

  Come, boy.

  Come on, boy.

  Fool

  She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure,

  Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut shorter.

  Exeunt

  The one who's a virgin now, and laughs at my going,

  won't be a virgin for long, unless we run out of time.

  Enter EDMUND, and CURAN meets him

  EDMUND

  Save thee, Curan.

  God protect you, Curan.

  CURAN

  And you, sir. I have been with your father, and

  given him notice that the Duke of Cornwall and Regan

  his duchess will be here with him this night.

  And you, sir. I have been with your father, and

  told him that the Duke of Cornwall and Regan

  his Duchess will join him here tonight.

  EDMUND

  How comes that?

  Why is this happening?

  CURAN

  Nay, I know not. You have heard of the news abroad;

  I mean the whispered ones, for they are yet but

  ear-kissing arguments?

  I can't say. You will have heard the news;

  I mean the whispered news, for what is it

  at the moment but gossip?

  EDMUND

  Not I pray you, what are they?

  I've heard nothing, what is this news?

  CURAN

  Have you heard of no likely wars toward, 'twixt the

  Dukes of Cornwall and Albany?

  Haven't you heard that there is proba
bly going to be a war

  between the Dukes of Cornwall and Albany?

  EDMUND

  Not a word.

  I've not heard a word.

  CURAN

  You may do, then, in time. Fare you well, sir.

  Exit

  You may do, in time. Farewell, sir.

  EDMUND

  The duke be here to-night? The better! best!

  This weaves itself perforce into my business.

  My father hath set guard to take my brother;

  And I have one thing, of a queasy question,

  Which I must act: briefness and fortune, work!

  Brother, a word; descend: brother, I say!

  Enter EDGAR

  My father watches: O sir, fly this place;

  Intelligence is given where you are hid;

  You have now the good advantage of the night:

  Have you not spoken 'gainst the Duke of Cornwall?

  He's coming hither: now, i' the night, i' the haste,

  And Regan with him: have you nothing said

  Upon his party 'gainst the Duke of Albany?

  Advise yourself.

 

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