Page 1860 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

O! cry you mercy, Sir:
Noble philosopher, your company.

EDGAR
Tom’s a-cold.

GLOUCESTER
In, fellow, there, into th’hovel: keep thee warm. [165]

LEAR
Come, let’s in all.

KENT
This way, my Lord.

LEAR
With him;

I will keep still with my philosopher.

KENT
Good my Lord, soothe him; let him take the fellow.

GLOUCESTER
Take him you on.

KENT
Sirrah, come on; go along with us. [170]

LEAR
Come, good Athenian.

GLOUCESTER
No words, no words: hush.

EDGAR

Child Rowland to the dark tower came,