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精品文档，仅供学习与交流，如有侵权请联系网站删除King Lear Shakespeare homepage | King Lear | Entire play ACT ISCENE I. King Lear's palace.Enter KENT, GLOUCESTER, and EDMUND KENT I thought the king had more affected the Duke ofAlbany than Cornwall.GLOUCESTER It did always seem so to us: but now, in thedivision of the kingdom, it appears not which ofthe dukes he values most; for equalities are soweighed, that curiosity in neither can make choiceof either's moiety.KENT Is not this your son, my lord?GLOUCESTER His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: I haveso often blushed to acknowledge him, that now I ambrazed to it.KENT I cannot conceive you.GLOUCESTER Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereuponshe grew round-wombed, and had, indeed, sir, a sonfor her cradle ere she had a husband for her bed.Do you smell a fault?KENT I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of itbeing so proper.GLOUCESTER But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some yearelder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account:though this knave came something saucily into theworld before he was sent for, yet was his motherfair; there was good sport at his making, and thewhoreson must be acknowledged. Do you know thisnoble gentleman, Edmund?EDMUND No, my lord.GLOUCESTER My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter as myhonourable friend.EDMUND My services to your lordship.KENT I must love you, and sue to know you better.EDMUND Sir, I shall study deserving.GLOUCESTER He hath been out nine years, and away he shallagain. The king is coming.Sennet. Enter KING LEAR, CORNWALL, ALBANY, GONERIL, REGAN, CORDELIA, and AttendantsKING LEAR Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloucester.GLOUCESTER I shall, my liege.Exeunt GLOUCESTER and EDMUNDKING LEAR Meantime we shall express our darker purpose.Give me the map there. Know that we have dividedIn three our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intentTo shake all cares and business from our age;Conferring them on younger strengths, while weUnburthen'd crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall,And you, our no less loving son of Albany,We have this hour a constant will to publishOur daughters' several dowers, that future strifeMay be prevented now. The princes, France and Burgundy,Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love,Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn,And here are to be answer'd. Tell me, my daughters,--Since now we will divest us both of rule,Interest of territory, cares of state,--Which of you shall we say doth love us most?That we our largest bounty may extendWhere nature doth with merit challenge. Goneril,Our eldest-born, speak first.GONERIL Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter;Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty;Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare;No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour;As much as child e'er loved, or father found;A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable;Beyond all manner of so much I love you.CORDELIA [Aside] What shall Cordelia do?Love, and be silent.LEAR Of all these bounds, even from this line to this,With shadowy forests and with champains rich'd,With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads,We make thee lady: to thine and Albany's issueBe this perpetual. What says our second daughter,Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak.REGAN Sir, I am madeOf the self-same metal that my sister is,And prize me at her worth. In my true heartI find she names my very deed of love;Only she comes too short: that I professMyself an enemy to all other joys,Which the most precious square of sense possesses;And find I am alone felicitateIn your dear highness' love.CORDELIA [Aside] Then poor Cordelia!And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love'sMore richer than my tongue.KING LEAR To thee and thine hereditary everRemain this ample third of our fair kingdom;No less in space, validity, and pleasure,Than that conferr'd on Goneril. Now, our joy,Although the last, not least; to whose young loveThe vines of France and milk of BurgundyStrive to be interess'd; what can you say to drawA third more opulent than your sisters? Speak.CORDELIA Nothing, my lord.KING LEAR Nothing!CORDELIA Nothing.KING LEAR Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.CORDELIA Unhappy that I am, I cannot heaveMy heart into my mouth: I love your majestyAccording to my bond; nor more nor less.KING LEAR How, how, Cordelia! mend your speech a little,Lest it may mar your fortunes.CORDELIA Good my lord,You have begot me, bred me, loved me: IReturn those duties back as are right fit,Obey you, love you, and most honour you.Why have my sisters husbands, if they sayThey love you all? Haply, when I shall wed,That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carryHalf my love with him, half my care and duty:Sure, I shall never marry lik。