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| Enter, with drum and colors, CORDELIA, DOCTOR, and soldiers |
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CORDELIA enters with a DOCTOR and soldiers carrying drums and banners. |
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Alack, 'tis he. Why, he was met even now |
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As mad as the vexed sea, singing aloud, |
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Crowned with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds, |
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With burdocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, |
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Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow |
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In our sustaining corn.—A century send forth. |
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Search every acre in the high-grown field, |
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And bring him to our eye. |
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Sadly, it's the king that's missing. They saw him just now as mad and deranged as the stormy sea, singing loudly, wearing a crown of nettles, thorns, hemlock, and all the other weeds that grow in our cornfields.—Send out a hundred soldiers to find him. Search high and low, in every acre of the fields, and bring him here for me to see him. |
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What can man's wisdom |
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In the restoring his bereavèd sense? |
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He that helps him take all my outward worth. |
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What can human knowledge do to make him sane again? I'd give all my wealth to whoever can help him. |
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There is means, madam. |
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Our foster nurse of nature is repose, |
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The which he lacks—that to provoke in him |
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Are many simples operative, whose power |
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Will close the eye of anguish. |
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There is a way, ma'am. Nature heals people with rest, which Lear hasn't had. But there are many herbs that will help him rest and take his mind off his anguish for a while. |
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All blessed secrets, |
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All you unpublished virtues of the earth, |
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Spring with my tears. Be aidant and remediate |
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In the good man's distress. Seek, seek for him, |
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Lest his ungoverned rage dissolve the life |
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That wants the means to lead it. |
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Then I'll water all those precious herbs with my tears to make them grow. May they relieve a sick old man's suffering. Go find those herbs for him, before his madness puts his life in danger. |
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| The SECOND MESSENGER enters. |
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News, madam. |
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The British powers are marching hitherward. |
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I have news, ma'am. The British forces are on their way here. |
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