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Shall be applied : For us, we will resign,
[To Edgar and Kent. With boot, and such addition as your honours Have more than merited.--All friends shall taste The wages of their virtue, and all foes The cup
of their deservings.—0, see, see! Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no,
no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no
more, Never, never, never, never, never !-Pray you, undo this button : Thank
you see this? Look on her,-look,-her lips, Look there, look there!
[He dies. Edg.
He faints!—My lord, my lord, — Kent. Break, heart; I pr’ythee, break! Edg:
Look Kent. Vex not his ghost: 0, let him pass ! he
hates him, That would
upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer. Edg.
O, he is Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long : He but usurp'd his life.
Alb. Bear them from hence.-Our present busi
up, my lord.
Is general woe. Friends of my soul, you twain
[to Kent and Edgar. Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain.
Kent. I have a journey, sir, shortly to go; My master calls, and I must not say, no.
Alb. The weight of this sad time we must obey; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most: we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
[Exeunt, with a dead march.