Shakespeare, William · published 1608 · first performed or written 1605 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 532 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
we'll set thee to school to an Ant, to teach thee there's no labouring in the winter, all that follow their noses, are led by their eyes, but blind men, and there's not a nose among a 100. but can smell him that's stinking, 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, let him draw thee after, when a wise man gives thee better council, give me mine again, I would have none but knaves follow it, since a fool gives it. That Sir that serves for gain, And follows but for form: Will pack when it begin to rain, And leave thee in the storm. But I will tarry, the fool will stay, And let the wise man fly: The knave turns fool that runs away, The fool no knave pardie. Kent. Where learned you this fool? Foole. Not in the stocks. Deny to speak with me, theyare sick, theyare weary, They traveled hard to night, meare justice, I the Images of revolt and flying off, Fetch me a better answer. My dear Lord, you know the fiery quality of the Duke, now unremovable and fixed he is in his own Course. Veng eance, death, plague, confusion, what fiery quality, why Gloster, Gloster, id'e speak with the Duke of Cornewali, and his wife. I my good Lord. The King would speak with Cornewal, the dear father Would with his daughter speak, commands her service, Fiery Duke, tell the hot Duke that Lear, No but not yet may be he is not well, Infirmity doth still neglect all office, where to our health Is bound, we are not ourselves, when nature being oppressed Command the mind to suffer with the body i'll forbear, And am fallen out with my more hedier will, To take the indisposed and sickly fit, for the sound man, Death on my state, wherefore should he sit here? This act persuades me, that this remotion of the Duke, Is practise, only give me my servant forth, Tell the Duke and's wife, I'll speak with them & her Now presently, bid them come forth and hear me, Or at their chamber door i'll beat the drum, Till it cry sleep to death. I would have all well betwixt you. O my heart, my heart. Cry to it Nuncle, as the Cokney did to the eels, when she put 'em i'th' pâst alive, she rapt 'em ath coxcombs with a stick, and cried down wantoness down, 'twas her brother, that in pure kindness to his horse buttered his hay. Good morrow to you both. Hail to your Grace. I am glad to see your highness. Regan I think you are, I know what reason I have to think so, if thou shouldst not be glad, I would divorce me from thy mother's tomb Sepulchering an adulteress▪ yea are you free? Some other time for that. Beloved Regan, Thy sister is nought, oh Regan she hath tied, Sharp toothed unkindness, like a vulture hear, I can scarce speak to thee, thou't not believe, Of how deprived a quality, O Regan.
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Weele set thee to schoole to an Ant, to teach thee ther's no labouring in the winter, all that follow their noses, are led by their eyes, but blind men, and ther's not a nose among a 100. but can smell him thats stincking, let goe thy hold when a great wheele runs downe a hill, least it breake thy necke with following it, but the great one that goes vp the hill, let him draw thee after, when a wise man giues thee better councell, giue mee mine againe, I would haue none but knaues follow it, since a foole giues it. That Sir that serues for gaine, And followes but for forme: Will packe when it begin to raine, And leaue thee in the storme. But I will tarie, the foole will stay, And let the wise man flie: The knaue turnes foole that runs away, The foole no knaue perdy. Kent. Where learnt you this foole? Foole. Not in the stockes. Denie to speake with mee, th'are sicke, th'are weary, They traueled hard to night, meare Iustice, I the Images of reuolt and flying off, Fetch mee a better answere. My deere Lord, you know the fierie qualitie of the Duke, now vnremoueable and fixt he is in his owne Course. Veng eance, death, plague, confusion, what fierie quality, why Gloster, Gloster, id'e speake with the Duke of Cornewali, and his wife. I my good Lord. The King would speak with Cornewal, the deare father Would with his daughter speake, commands her seruice, Fierie Duke, tell the hot Duke that Lear, No but not yet may be he is not well, Infirmitie doth still neglect all office, where to our health Is boūd, we are not our selues, when nature being oprest Cōmand the mind to suffer with the bodie ile forbeare, And am fallen out with my more hedier will, To take the indispos'd and sickly fit, for the sound man, Death on my state, wherfore should he sit here? This act perswades me, that this remotion of the Duke, Is practise, only giue me my seruant forth, Tell the Duke and's wife, Ile speake with them & her Now presently, bid them come forth and heare me, Or at their chamber doore ile beat the drum, Till it cry sleepe to death. I would haue all well betwixt you. O my heart, my heart. Cry to it Nunckle, as the Cokney did to the eeles, when she put vm ith pâst aliue, she rapt vm ath coxcombs with a stick, and cryed downe wantons downe, twas her brother, that in pure kindnes to his horse buttered his hay. Good morrow to you both. Hayle to your Grace. I am glad to see your highnes. Regan I thinke you are, I know what reason I haue to thinke so, if thou shouldst not be glad, I would diuorse me from thy mothers tombe Sepulchring an adultresse▪ yea are you free? Some other time for that. Beloued Regan, Thy sister is naught, oh Regan she hath tyed, Sharpe tooth'd vnkindnes, like a vulture heare, I can scarce speake to thee, thout not beleeue, Of how depriued a qualitie, O Regan.