You are a spirit, I know.
When did you die?
- Still, still, far wide!
- He's scarce awake.
Where have I been?
Where am I?
Fair daylight?
I am mightily abused.
O, look upon me, sir, and hold your
hands in benediction over me.
No, sir,
you must not kneel!
Pray, do not mock me.
I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Methinks
I should know you,
and know this man.
And all the skill I have
remembers not these garments.
Nor I know not where I did lodge
last night.
Do not laugh at me!
For, as I am a man, I think this lady
to be my child Cordelia.
And so I am!
Be your tears wet?
Let me see.
Yes, faith.
I pray, weep not. If you have
poison for me, I will drink it.
I know you do not love me.
Your sisters have done me wrong.
You have some cause, they have not.
No cause, no cause.
Am I in France?
In your own kingdom, sir.
Do not abuse me.
You must bear with me.
Pray you now, forget and forgive.
Know of the duke
if his last purpose hold,
or whether since he is advised by
aught to change the course?
He's full of alteration.
Bring his constant pleasure.
Our sister's man is certainly
miscarried.
Tis to be doubted, madam.
Now, sweet lord,
you know the goodness I intend
upon you. Tell me, but truly...
Some officers take them away!
Good guard!
Until their greater pleasures first
be known that are to censure them.
Shall we not see these daughters
and these sisters?
No, no! Come,
let's away to prison.
We two alone will sing
like birds in the cage.
When thou dost ask me blessing,
I'll kneel down,
and ask of thee forgiveness.
So we'll live,
and pray,
and sing,
and tell old tales,
and laugh
at gilded butterflies,
and hear poor rogues
talk of court news.
And we'll talk with them too,
who loses and who wins,
who's in, who's out.
And we'll wear out,
in a walled prison,
packs and sects of great ones,
that ebb and flow by the moon.
Take them away!
My Cordelia, have I caught thee?
He that parts us
shall bring a brand from heaven,
and fire us hence like foxes.
Wipe thine eyes.
The good-years shall devour them,
ere they shall make us weep.
Come.
Captain, hark!
Go follow them to prison.
One step I have advanced thee.
If thou dost as this instructs thee,
thou dost make thy way still higher.
Know thou this,
that men are as the time is:
To be tender-minded
does not become a sword.
Edmund! Edmund!
Thy great employment will not bear
question: Either say thou'lt do't or...
I'll do it. I cannot draw a cart,
nor eat dried oats.
If it be man's work, I'll do it.
Sir, you have shown today your
valiant strain.
And fortune led you well.
You have the captives.
We do require them of you.
So to use them
as we shall find their merits
and our safety
may equally determine.
I thought it fit to send the old king
to some retention and appointed guard.
His age has charms in it, his title
more,
to pluck the common bosom
on his side.
Sir, by your patience, I hold you a
subject of this war, not as a brother.
That's as we list to grace him.
He led our powers, bore the
commission of my place and person.
Not so hot: In his own grace he doth
exalt himself, not your addition.
In my rights by me invested,
he compeers the best.
That were the most,
if he should husband you.
Jesters do oft prove prophets.
That eye that told you so
looked but a-squint.
General! Witness the world that I
create thee here my lord and master.
Mean you to enjoy him?
The let-alone lies not in your
good will.
Nor in thine, lord.
Let the drum strike, and prove
my title thine.
Stay yet. Edmund, I arrest thee.
On capital treason.
For your claim, fair sister,
I bar it in the interest of my wife.
Tis she is sub-contracted
to this lord.
An interlude!
Thou art armed, Gloster.
Let the trumpet sound.
If none appear to prove
upon thy person
thy heinous, manifest,
and many treasons,
there is my pledge.
- Sick, O, sick!
- If not, I'll never trust medicine.
There's my exchange.