No Fear Shakespeare
King Lear
Get this No Fear to go!
Act 3, Scene 4, Page 8
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The grief hath crazed my wits. What a night’s this!
(to LEAR) I do beseech your grace—
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What a storm! (to LEAR) Your highness, please, I’m begging you—
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LEAR
O, cry your mercy, sir.—
(to EDGAR) Noble philosopher, your company.
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LEAR
Excuse me, sir.—(to EDGAR) Noble philosopher, come talk to me.
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EDGAR
Tom’s a-cold.
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EDGAR
Tom’s chilly.
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GLOUCESTER
In, fellow. There, into th' hovel. Keep thee warm.
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GLOUCESTER
Get into the hut, man. Stay warm.
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LEAR
Come let’s in all.
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LEAR
Come on, let’s all go inside.
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KENT
This way, my lord.
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KENT
This way, my lord.
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LEAR
(indicating EDGAR)
With him!
I will keep still with my philosopher.
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LEAR
(pointing to EDGAR) I’ll go with him. I want to stay with my philosopher.
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KENT
(to GLOUCESTER)
Good my lord, soothe him. Let him take the fellow.
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KENT
(to GLOUCESTER) My lord, calm him down. Let him take that guy inside too.
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GLOUCESTER
Take him you on.
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GLOUCESTER
All right, bring him along.
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KENT
(to EDGAR) Sirrah, come on. Go along with us.
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KENT
(to EDGAR) Boy, come along with us.
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LEAR
Come, good Athenian.
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LEAR
Come on, my dear Greek philosopher.
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GLOUCESTER
No words, no words. Hush.
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GLOUCESTER
Hush, don’t talk.
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EDGAR
Child Roland to the dark tower came,
His word was still “Fie, foh, and fum,
I smell the blood of a British man.”
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EDGAR
The young knight Roland came to the dark tower.
He said, “Fee, fie, fo, fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman.”
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Exeunt |
They all exit. |
