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King Lear: Act 2, Scene 3

King Lear
Act 2, Scene 3

A wood.

  1. Enter Edgar.

Edgar

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  1. I heard myself proclaim’d,
  2. And by the happy hollow of a tree
  3. Escap’d the hunt. No port is free, no place
  4. That guard and most unusual vigilance
  5. Does not attend my taking. Whiles I may scape
  6. I will preserve myself, and am bethought
  7. To take the basest and most poorest shape
  8. That ever penury, in contempt of man,
  9. Brought near to beast. My face I’ll grime with filth,
  10. Blanket my loins, elf all my hairs in knots,
  11. And with presented nakedness outface
  12. The winds and persecutions of the sky.
  13. The country gives me proof and president
  14. Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices,
  15. Strike in their numb’d and mortified arms
  16. Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary;
  17. And with this horrible object, from low farms,
  18. Poor pelting villages, sheep-cotes, and mills,
  19. Sometimes with lunatic bans, sometime with prayers,
  20. Enforce their charity. Poor Turlygod! Poor Tom!
  21. That’s something yet: Edgar I nothing am.
  1. Exit.
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