Page 1929 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3
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LEAR
Did I not, fellow?
I have seen the day, with my good biting falchion [275]
I would have made them skip: I am old now,
And these same crosses spoil me. Who are you?
Mine eyes are not o’th’best: I’ll tell you straight.
KENT
If Fortune brag of two she lov’d and hated,
One of them we behold. [280]
LEAR
This is a dull sight. Are you not Kent?
KENT
The same;
Your servant Kent. Where is your servant Caius?
LEAR
He’s a good fellow, I can tell you that;
He’ll strike, and quickly too. He’s dead and rotten.
KENT
No, my good Lord; I am the very man, − [285]
LEAR
I’ll see that straight.
KENT
That from your first of difference and decay,
Have follow’d your sad steps, −
LEAR
You are welcome hither.
KENT
Nor no man else. All’s cheerless, dark, and deadly:
