The True Chronicle of King Leir (King Lear and his Three Daughters) · chunk 23 of 43
Anonymous · published 1605 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1588-1594] (Annals) history · Queen Elizabeth's Men (?) unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 500 words
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From Gallia? what should his message Hither import? is not your father happily Gone thither? well, whatsoe'er it be, Bid him come in, he shall have audience. What news from Gallia? speak Ambassador. The noble King and Queen of Gallia first salutes, By me, their honourable father, my Lord Leir: Next, they commend them kindly to your Graces, As those whose welfare they entirely wish, Letters I have to deliver to my Lord Leir, And presents too, if I might speak with him. If you might speak with him? why, do you think, We are afraid that you should speak with him? Pardon me, Madam; for I think not so, But say so only, 'cause he is not here. Indeed, my friend, upon some urgent cause, He is at this time absent from the Court: But if a day or two you here repose. 'tis very likely you shall have him here, Or else have certain notice where he is. Are not we worthy to receive your message: I had in charge to do it to himself. It may be then 'twill not be done in haste. How doth my sister brook the air of France? Exceeding well, and never sick one hour, Since first she set her foot upon the shore. I am the more sorry. I hope, not so, Madam. Didst thou not say, that she was ever sick, Since the first hour that she arrived there? No, Madam, I said quite contrary. Then I mistook thee. Then she is merry, if she have her health. Oh no, her grief exceeds, until the time, That she be reconciled unto her father. God continue it. What, Madam? Why, her health. Amen to that: but God release her grief, And send her father in a better mind, Than to continue always so unkind. I'll be a mediator in her cause, And seek all means to expiate his wrath. Madam, I hope your Grace will do the like. Should I be a mean to exasperate his wrath Against my sister, whom I love so dear? no, no. To expiate or mitigate his wrath: For he hath misconceived without a cause. O, ay, what else? 'tis pity it should be so, would it were other wise. It were great pity it should be otherwise. Then how, Madam? Then that they should be reconciled again. It shows you bear an honourable mind. It shows thy understanding to be blind, And that thou hadst need of an interpreter: Well, I will know thy message ere't be long, And find a mean to cross it, if I can. Come in, my friend, and frolic in our Court, Till certain notice of my father come. My Lord, you are up today before your hour, 'tis news to you to be abroad so rather. 'tis news indeed, I am so extreme: heavy, That I can scarcely keep my eyelids open. And so am I, but I impute the cause To rising sooner then we use to do.
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From Gallia? what should his message Hither import? is not your father happely Gone thither? well, whatsoere it be, Bid him come in, he shall haue audience. What newes from Gallia? speake Ambassador. The noble King and Queene of Gallia first salutes, By me, their honourable father, my Lord Leir: Next, they commend them kindly to your Graces, As those whose wellfare they intirely wish, Letters I haue to deliuer to my Lord Leir, And presents too, if I might speake with him. If you might speak with him? why, do you thinke, We are afrayd that you should speake with him? Pardon me, Madam; for I thinke not so, But say so only, cause he is not here. Indeed, my friend, vpon some vrgent cause, He is at this time absent from the Court: But if a day or two you here repose. Tis very likely you shall haue him here, Or else haue certayne notice where he is. Are not we worthy to receiue your message: I had incharge to do it to himselfe. It may be then 'twill not be done in haste. How doth my sister brooke the ayre of Fraunce? Exceeding well, and neuer sicke one houre, Since first she set her foot vpon the shore. I am the more sorry. I hope, not so, Madam. Didst thou not say, that she was euer sicke, Since the first houre that she arriued there? No, Madam, I sayd quite contrary. Then I mistooke thee. Then she is merry, if she haue her health. Oh no, her griefe exceeds, vntill the time, That she be reconcil'd vnto her father. God continue it. What, Madam? Why, her health. Amen to that: but God release her griefe, And send her father in a better mind, Then to continue alwayes so vnkind. Ile be a mediator in her cause, And seeke all meanes to expiat his wrath. Madam, I hope your Grace will do the like. Should I be a meane to exasperate his wrath Against my sister, whom I loue so deare? no, no. To expiate or mittigate his wrath: For he hath misconceyued without a cause. O, I, what else? Tis pity it should be so, would it were other wise. It were great pity it should be otherwise. Then how, Madam? Then that they should be reconcilde againe. It shewes you beare an honourable mind. It shewes thy vnderstanding to be blind, And that thou hadst need of an interpreter: Well, I will know thy message ere't be long, And find a meane to crosse it, if I can. Come in, my friend, and frolick in our Court, Till certayne notice of my father come. My Lord, you are vp to day before your houre, Tis newes to you to be abroad sorathe. Tis newes indeed, I am so extreme: heauy, That I can scarcely keepe my eye-lids open. And so am I, but I impute the cause To rising sooner then we vse to do.