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Lear, king of Britain,
had three daughters; Goneril, wife to the duke of Albany; Regan,
wife to the duke of Cornwall; and Cordelia, a young maid, for whose
love the king of France and duke of Burgundy were joint suitors, and
were at this time making stay for that purpose in the court of Lear.
The old king, worn out with age and
the fatigues of government, he being more than fourscore years old,
determined to take no further part in state affairs, but to leave
the management to younger strengths, that he might have time to
prepare for death, which must at no long period ensue. With this
intent he called his three daughters to him, to know from their own
lips which of them loved him best, that he might part his kingdom
among them in such proportions as their affection for him should
seem to deserve.
Goneril, the eldest, declared that
she loved her father more than words could give out, that he was
dearer to her than the light of her own eyes, dearer than life and
liberty, with a deal of such professing stuff, which is easy to
counterfeit where there is no real love, only a few fine words
delivered with confidence being wanted in that case. The king,
delighted to hear from her own mouth this assurance of her love, and
thinking truly that her heart went with it, in a fit of fatherly
fondness bestowed upon her and her husband one-third of his ample
kingdom.
Then calling to him his second
daughter, he demanded what she had to say. Regan, who was made of
the same hollow metal as her sister, was not a whit behind in her
profession, but rather declared that what her sister had spoken came
short of the love which she professed to bear for his highness;
insomuch that she found all other joys dead, in comparison with the
pleasure which she took in the love of her dear king and father.
Lear blessed himself in having such
loving children, as he thought; and could do no less, after the
handsome assurances which Regan had made, than bestow a third of his
kingdom upon her and her husband, equal in size to that which he had
already given away to Goneril.
Then turning to his youngest daughter
Cordelia, whom he called his joy, he asked what she had to say,
thinking no doubt that she would glad his ears with the same loving
speeches which her sisters had uttered, or rather that her
expressions would be so much stronger than theirs, as she had always
been his darling, and favoured by him above either of them. But
Cordelia, disgusted with the flattery of her sisters, whose hearts
she knew were far from their lips, and seeing that all their coaxing
speeches were only intended to wheedle the old king out of his
dominions, that they and their husbands might reign in his lifetime,
made no other reply but this - that she loved his majesty according
to her duty, neither more nor less.
The king, shocked with this
appearance of ingratitude in his favourite child, desired her to
consider her words, and to mend her speech, lest it should mar her
fortunes.
Cordelia then told her father, that
he was her father, that he had given her breeding, and loved her;
that she returned those duties back as was most fit, and did obey
him, love him, and most honour him. But that she could not frame her
mouth to such large speeches as her sisters had done, or promise to
love nothing else in the world. Why had her sisters husbands, if (as
they said) they had no love for anything but their father? If she
should ever wed, she was sure the lord to whom she gave her hand
would want half her love, half of her care and duty; she should
never marry like her sisters, to love her father all.
Cordelia, who in earnest loved her
old father even almost as extravagantly as her sisters pretended to
do, would have plainly told him so at any other time, in more
daughter-like and loving terms, and without these qualifications,
which did indeed sound a little ungracious; but after the crafty
flattering speeches of her sisters, which she had seen draw such
extravagant rewards, she thought the handsomest thing she could do
was to love and be silent. This put her affection out of suspicion
of mercenary ends, and showed that she loved, but not for gain; and
that her professions, the less ostentatious they were, had so much
the more of truth and sincerity than her sisters'.
This plainness of speech, which Lear
called pride, so enraged the old monarch - who in his best of times
always showed much of spleen and rashness, and in whom the dotage
incident to old age had so clouded over his reason, that he could
not discern truth from flattery, nor a gay painted speech from words
that came from the heart - that in a fury of resentment he retracted
the third part of his kingdom, which yet remained, and which he had
reserved for Cordelia, and gave it away from her, sharing it equally
between her two sisters and their husbands, the dukes of Albany and
Cornwall; whom he now called to him, and in presence of all his
courtiers bestowing a coronet between them, invested them jointly
with all the power, revenue, and execution of government, only
retaining to himself the name of king; all the rest of royalty he
resigned; with this reservation, that himself, with a hundred
knights for his attendants, was to be maintained by monthly course
in each of his daughters' palaces in turn.
So preposterous a disposal of his
kingdom, so little guided by reason, and so much by passion, filled
all his courtiers with astonishment and sorrow; but none of them had
the courage to interpose between this incensed king and his wrath,
except the earl of Kent, who was beginning to speak a good word for
Cordelia, when the passionate Lear on pain of death commanded him to
desist; but the good Kent was not so to be repelled. He had been
ever loyal to Lear, whom he had honoured as a king, loved as a
father, followed as a master; and he had never esteemed his life
further than as a pawn to wage against his royal master's enemies,
nor feared to lose it when Lear's safety was the motive; nor now
that Lear was most his own enemy, did this faithful servant of the
king forget his old principles, but manfully opposed Lear, to do
Lear good; and was unmannerly only because Lear was mad. He had been
a most faithful counsellor in times past to the king, and he
besought him now, that he would see with his eyes (as he had done in
many weighty matters), and go by his advice still; and in his best
consideration recall this hideous rashness: for he would answer with
his life, his judgement that Lear's youngest daughter did not love
him least, nor were those empty-hearted whose low sound gave no
token of hollowness. When power bowed to flattery, honour was bound
to plainness. For Lear's threats, what could he do to him, whose
life was already at his service? That should not hinder duty from
speaking.
The honest freedom of this good earl
of Kent only stirred up the king's wrath the more, and like a
frantic patient who kills his physician, and loves his mortal
disease, he banished this true servant, and allotted him but five
days to make his preparations for departure; but if on the sixth his
hated person was found within the realm of Britain, that moment was
to be his death. And Kent bade farewell to the king, and said, that
since he chose to show himself in such fashion, it was but
banishment to stay there; and before he went, he recommended
Cordelia to the protection of the gods, the maid who had so rightly
thought, and so discreetly spoken; and only wished that her sisters'
large speeches might be answered with deeds of love; and then he
went, as he said, to shape his old course to a new country.
The king of France and duke of
Burgundy were now called in to hear the determination of Lear about
his youngest daughter, and to know whether they would persist in
their courtship to Cordelia, now that she was under her father's
displeasure, and had no fortune but her own person to recommend her:
and the duke of Burgundy declined the match, and would not take her
to wife upon such conditions; but the king of France, understanding
what the nature of the fault had been which had lost her the love of
her father, that it was only a tardiness of speech, and the not
being able to frame her tongue to flattery like her sisters, took
this young maid by the hand, and saying that her virtues were a
dowry above a kingdom, bade Cordelia to take farewell of her sisters
and of her father, though he had been unkind, and she should go with
him, and be queen of him and of fair France, and reign over fairer
possessions than her sisters: and he called the duke of Burgundy in
contempt a waterish duke, because his love for this young maid had
in a moment run all away like water.
Then Cordelia with weeping eyes took
leave of her sisters, and besought them to love their father well,
and make good their professions: and they sullenly told her not to
prescribe to them, for they knew their duty; but to strive to
content her husband, who had taken her (as they tauntingly expressed
it) as Fortune's alms. And Cordelia with a heavy heart departed, for
she knew the cunning of her sisters, and she wished her father in
better hands than she was about to leave him in.
Cordelia was no sooner gone, than the
devilish dispositions of her sisters began to show themselves in
their true colours. Even before the expiration of the first month,
which Lear was to spend by agreement with his eldest daughter
Goneril, the old king began to find out the difference between
promises and performances. This wretch having got from her father
all that he had to bestow, even to the giving away of the crown from
off his head, began to grudge even those small remnants of royalty
which the old man had reserved to himself, to please his fancy with
the idea of being still a king. She could not bear to see him and
his hundred knights. Every time she met her father, she put on a
frowning countenance; and when the old man wanted to speak with her,
she would feign sickness, or anything to get rid of the sight of
him; for it was plain that she esteemed his old age a useless
burden, and his attendants an unnecessary expense: not only she
herself slackened in her expressions of duty to the king, but by her
example, and (it is to be feared) not without her private
instructions, her very servants affected to treat him with neglect,
and would either refuse to obey his orders, or still more
contemptuously pretend not to hear them. Lear could not but perceive
this alteration in the behaviour of his daughter, but he shut his
eyes against it as long as he could, as people commonly are
unwilling to believe the unpleasant consequences which their own
mistakes and obstinacy have brought upon them.
True love and fidelity are no more to
be estranged by ill, than falsehood and hollow-heartedness can be
conciliated by good, usage. This eminently appears in the
instance of the good earl of Kent, who, though banished by Lear, and
his life made forfeit if he were found in Britain, chose to stay and
abide all consequences, as long as there was a chance of his being
useful to the king his master. See to what mean shifts and disguises
poor loyalty is forced to submit sometimes; yet it counts nothing
base or unworthy, so as it can but do service where it owes an
obligation! In the disguise of a serving man, all his greatness and
pomp laid aside, this good earl proffered his services to the king,
who, not knowing him to be Kent in that disguise, but pleased with a
certain plainness, or rather bluntness in his answers, which the
earl put on (so different from that smooth oily flattery which he
had so much reason to be sick of, having found the effects not
answerable in his daughter), a bargain was quickly struck, and Lear
took Kent into his service by the name of Caius, as he called
himself, never suspecting him to be his once great favourite, the
high and mighty earl of Kent.
This Caius quickly found means to
show his fidelity and love to his royal master: for Goneril's
steward that same day behaving in a disrespectful manner to Lear,
and giving him saucy looks and language, as no doubt he was secretly
encouraged to do by his mistress, Caius, not enduring to hear so
open an affront put upon his majesty, made no more ado but presently
tripped up his heels, and laid the unmannerly slave in the kennel;
for which friendly service Lear became more and more attached to
him.
Nor was Kent the only friend Lear
had. In his degree, and as far as so insignificant a personage could
show his love, the poor fool, or jester, that had been of his palace
while Lear had a palace, as it was the custom of kings and great
personages at that time to keep a fool (as he was called) to make
them sport after serious business: this poor fool clung to Lear
after he had given away his crown, and by his witty sayings would
keep up his good humour, though he could not refrain sometimes from
jeering at his master for his imprudence in uncrowning himself, and
giving all away to his daughters; at which time, as he rhymingly
expressed it, these daughters
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For sudden joy did weep
And he for sorrow sung,
That such a king should play bo-peep
And go the fools among.
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And in such wild sayings, and scraps
of songs, of which he had plenty, this pleasant honest fool poured
out his heart even in the presence of Goneril herself, in many a
bitter taunt and jest which cut to the quick: such as comparing the
king to the hedge-sparrow, who feeds the young of the cuckoo till
they grow old enough, and then has its head bit off for its pains;
and saying, that an ass may know when the cart draws the horse
(meaning that Lear's daughters, that ought to go behind, now ranked
before their father); and that Lear was no longer Lear, but the
shadow of Lear: for which free speeches he was once or twice
threatened to be whipped.
The coolness and falling off of
respect which Lear had begun to perceive, were not all which this
foolish fond father was to suffer from his unworthy daughter: she
now plainly told him that his staying in her palace was inconvenient
so long as he insisted upon keeping up an establishment of a hundred
knights; that this establishment was useless and expensive, and only
served to fill her court with riot and feasting; and she prayed him
that he would lessen their number, and keep none but old men about
him, such as himself, and fitting his age.
Lear at first could not believe his
eyes or ears, nor that it was his daughter who spoke so unkindly. He
could not believe that she who had received a crown from him could
seek to cut off his train, and grudge him the respect due to his old
age. But she persisting in her undutiful demand, the old man's rage
was so excited, that he called her a detested kite, and said that
she spoke an untruth; and so indeed she did, for the hundred knights
were all men of choice behaviour and sobriety of manners, skilled in
all particulars of duty, and not given to rioting or feasting, as
she said. And he bid his horses to be prepared, for he would go to
his other daughter, Regan, he and his hundred knights; and he spoke
of ingratitude, and said it was a marblehearted devil, and showed
more hideous in a child than the sea-monster. And he cursed his
eldest daughter Goneril so as was terrible to hear; praying that she
might never have a child, or if she had, that it might live to
return that scom and contempt upon her which she had shown to him:
that she might feel how sharper than a serpent's tooth it was to
have a thankless child. And Goneril's husband, the duke of Albany,
beginning to excuse himself for any share which Lear might suppose
he had in the unkindness, Lear would not hear him out, but in a rage
ordered his horses to be saddled, and set out with his followers for
the abode of Regan, his other daughter. And Lear thought to himself
how small the fault of Cordelia (if it was a fault) now appeared, in
comparison with her sister's, and he wept; and then he was ashamed
that such a creature as Goneril should have so much power over his
manhood as to make him weep.
Regan and her husband were keeping
their court in great pomp and state at their palace; and Lear
despatched his servant Caius with letters to his daughter, that she
might be prepared for his reception, while he and his train followed
after. But it seems that Goneril had been beforehand with him,
sending letters also to Regan, accusing her father of waywardness
and ill humours, and advising her not to receive so great a train as
he was bringing with him. This messenger arrived at the same time
with Caius, and Caius and he met: and who should it be but Caius's
old enemy the steward, whom he had formerly tripped up by the heels
for his saucy behaviour to Lear. Caius not liking the fellow's look,
and suspecting what he came for, began to revile him, and challenged
him to fight, which the fellow refusing, Caius, in a fit of honest
passion, beat him soundly, as such a mischief-maker and carrier of
wicked messages deserved; which coming to the ears of Regan and her
husband, they ordered Caius to be put in the stocks, though he was a
messenger from the king her father, and in that character demanded
the highest respect: so that the first thing the king saw when he
entered the castle, was his, faithful servant Caius sitting in that
disgraceful situation.
This was but a bad omen of the
reception which he was to expect; but a worse followed, when, upon
inquiry for his daughter and her husband, he was told they were
weary with travelling all night, and could not see him; and when
lastly, upon his insisting in a positive and angry manner to see
them, they came to greet him, whom should he see in their company
but the hated Goneril, who had come to tell her own story, and set
her sister against the king her father!
This sight much moved the old man,
and still more to see Regan take her by the hand; and he asked
Goneril if she was not ashamed to look upon his old white beard. And
Regan advised him to go home again with Goneril, and live with her
peaceably, dismissing half of his attendants, and to ask her
forgiveness; for he was old and wanted discretion, and must be ruled
and led by persons that had more discretion than himself. And Lear
showed how preposterous that would sound, if he were to go down on
his knees, and beg of his own daughter for food and raiment, and he
argued against such an unnatural dependence, declaring his
resolution never to return with her, but to stay where he was with
Regan, he and his hundred knights; for he said that she had not
forgot the half of the kingdom which he had endowed her with, and
that her eyes were not fierce like Goneril's, but mild and kind. And
he said that rather than return to Goneril, with half his train cut
off, he would go over to France, and beg a wretched pension of the
king there, who had married his youngest daughter without a portion.
But he was mistaken in expecting
kinder treatment of Regan than he had experienced from her sister
Goneril. As if willing to outdo her sister in unfilial behaviour,
she declared that she thought fifty knights too many to wait upon
him: that five-and-twenty were enough. Then Lear, nigh heart-broken,
turned to Goneril and said that he would go back with her, for her
fifty doubled five-and-twenty, and so her love was twice as much as
Regan's. But Goneril excused herself, and said, what need of so many
as five-and-twenty? or even ten? or five? when he might be waited
upon by her servants, or her sister's servants? So these two wicked
daughters, as if they strove to exceed each other in cruelty to
their old father, who had been so good to them, by little and little
would have abated him of all his train, all respect (little enough
for him that once commanded a kingdom), which was left him to show
that he had once been a king! Not that a splendid train is essential
to happiness, but from a king to a beggar is a hard change, from
commanding millions to be without one attendant; and it was the
ingratitude in his daughters' denying it, more than what he would
suffer by the want of it, which pierced this poor king to the heart;
insomuch, that with this double ill-usage, a vexation for having so
foolishly given away a kingdom, his wits began to be unsettled, and
while he said he knew not what, he vowed revenge against those
unnatural hags, and to make examples of them that should be a terror
to the earth!
While he was thus idly threatening
what his weak arm could never execute, night came on, and a loud
storm of thunder and lightning with rain; and his daughters still
persisting in their resolution not to admit his followers, he called
for his horses, and chose rather to encounter the utmost fury of the
storm abroad, than stay under the same roof with these ungrateful
daughters: and they, saying that the injuries which willful men
procure to themselves are their just punishment, suffered him to go
in that condition and shut their doors upon him.
The wind were high, and the rain and
storm increased, when the old man sallied forth to combat with the
elements, less sharp than his daughters' unkindness. For many miles
about there was scarce a bush; and there upon a heath, exposed to
the fury of the storm in a dark night, did king Lear wander out, and
defy the winds and the thunder; and he bid the winds to blow the
earth into the sea, or swell the waves of the sea till they drowned
the earth, that no token might remain of any such ungrateful animal
as man. The old king was now left with no other companion than the
poor fool, who still abided with him, with his merry conceits
striving to outjest misfortune, saying it was but a naughty night to
swim in, and truly the king had better go in and ask his daughters'
blessing:
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But he that has a little
tiny wit,
With heigh ho, the wind and the rain!
Must make content with his fortunes fit,
Though the rain it raineth every day:
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and swearing it was a brave night to
cool a lady's pride.
Thus poorly accompanied, this once
great monarch was found by his ever-faithful servant the good earl
of Kent, now transformed to Caius, who ever followed close at his
side, though the king did not know him to be the earl; and he said:
'Alas! sir, are you here? creatures that love night, love not such
nights as these. This dreadful storm has driven the beasts to their
hiding places. Man's nature cannot endure the affliction or the
fear.' And Lear rebuked him and said, these lesser evils were not
felt, where a greater malady was fixed. When the mind is at ease,
the body has leisure to be delicate, but the temper in his mind did
take all feeling else from his senses, but of that which beat at his
heart. And he spoke of filial ingratitude, and said it was all one
as if the mouth should tear the hand for lifting food to it; for
parents were hands and food and everything to children.
But the good Caius still persisting
in his entreaties that the king would not stay out in the open air,
at last persuaded him to enter a little wretched hovel which stood
upon the heath, where the fool first entering, suddenly ran back
terrified, saying that he had seen a spirit. But upon examination
this spirit proved to be nothing more than a poor Bedlam beggar, who
had crept into this deserted hovel for shelter, and with his talk
about devils frighted the fool, one of those poor lunatics who are
either mad, or feign to be so, the better to extort charity from the
compassionate country people, who go about the country, calling
themselves poor Tom and poor Turlygood, saying: 'Who gives anything
to poor Tom?' sticking pins and nails and sprigs of rosemary into
their arms to make them bleed; and with such horrible actions,
partly by prayers, and partly with lunatic curses, they move or
terrify the ignorant country folks into giving them alms. This poor
fellow was such a one; and the king seeing him in so wretched a
plight, with nothing but a blanket about his loins to cover his
nakedness, could not be persuaded but that the fellow was some
father who had given all away to his daughters, and brought himself
to that pass: for nothing he thought could bring a man to such
wretchedness but the having unkind daughters.
And from this and many such wild
speeches which he uttered, the good Caius plainly perceived that he
was not in his perfect mind, but that his daughters' ill usage had
really made him go mad. And now the loyalty of this worthy earl of
Kent showed itself in more essential services than he had hitherto
found opportunity to perform. For with the assistance of some of the
king's attendants who remained loyal, he had the person of his royal
master removed at daybreak to the castle of Dover, where his own
friends and influence, as earl of Kent, chiefly lay; and himself
embarking for France, hastened to the court of Cordelia, and did
there in such moving terms represent the pitiful condition of her
royal father, and set out in such lively colours the inhumanity of
her sisters, that this good and loving child with many tears
besought the king her husband that he would give her leave to embark
for England, with a sufficient power to subdue these cruel daughters
and their husbands, and restore the old king her father to his
throne; which being granted, she set forth, and with a royal army
landed at Dover.
Lear having by some chance escaped
from the guardians which the good earl of Kent had put over him to
take care of him in his lunacy, was found by some of Cordelia's
train, wandering about the fields near Dover, in a pitiable
condition, stark mad, and singing aloud to himself with a crown upon
his head which he had made of straw, and nettles, and other wild
Weeds that he had picked up in the corn-fields. By the advice of the
physicians, Cordelia, though earnestly desirous of seeing her
father, was prevailed upon to put off the meeting, till by sleep and
the operation of herbs which they gave him, he should be restored to
greater composure. By the aid of these skillful physicians, to whom
Cordelia promised all her gold and jewels for the recovery of the
old king, Lear was soon in a condition to see his daughter.
A tender sight it was to see the
meeting between this father and daughter; to see the struggles
between the joy of this poor old king at beholding again his once
darling child, and the shame at receiving such filial kindness from
her whom he had cast off for so small a fault in his displeasure;
both these passions struggling with the remains of his malady, which
in his half crazed brain sometimes made him that he scarce
remembered where he was, or who it was that so kindly kissed him and
spoke to him; and then he would beg the standers-by not to laugh at
him, if he were mistaken in thinking this lady to be his daughter
Cordelia! And then to see him fall on his knees to beg pardon of his
child; and she, good lady, kneeling all the while to ask a blessing
of him, and telling him that it did not become him to kneel, but it
was her duty, for she was his child, his true and very child Cordia
and she kissed him (as she said) to kiss away all her sisters'
unkindness, and said that they might be ashamed of themselves, to
turn their old kind father with his white beard out into the cold
air, when her enemy's dog, though it -had bit her (as she prettily
expressed it), should have stayed by her fire such a night as that,
and warmed himself. And she told her father how she had come from
France with purpose to bring him assistance; and he said that she
must forget and forgive, for he was old and foolish, and did not
know what he did; but that to be sure she had great cause not to
love him, but her sisters had none. And Cordelia said that she had
no cause, no more than they had.
So we will leave this old king in the
protection of his dutiful and loving child, where, by the help of
sleep and medicine, she and her physicians at length succeeded in
winding up the untuned and jarring senses which the cruelty of his
other daughters had so violently shaken. Let us return to say a word
or two about those cruel daughters.
These monsters of ingratitude, who
had been so false to their old father, could not be expected to
prove more faithful to their own husbands. They soon grew tired of
paying even the appearance of duty and affection, and in an open way
showed they had fixed their loves upon another. It happened that the
object of their guilty loves was the same. It was Edmund, a natural
son of the late earl of Gloucester, who by his treacheries had
succeeded in disinheriting his brother Edgar, the lawful heir, from
his earldom, and by his wicked practices was now earl himself; a
wicked man, and a fit object for the love of such wicked creatures
as Goneril and Regan. It falling out about this time that the duke
of Cornwall, Regan's husband, died, Regan immediately declared her
intention of wedding this earl of Gloucester, which rousing the
jealousy of her sister, to whom as well as to Regan this wicked earl
had at sundry times professed love, Goneril found means to make away
with her sister by poison; but being detected in her practices, and
imprisoned by her husband, the duke of Albany, for this deed, and
for her guilty passion for the earl which had come to his ears, she,
in a fit of disappointed love and rage, shortly put an end to her
own life. Thus the justice of Heaven at last overtook these wicked
daughters.
While the eyes of all men were upon
this event, admiring the justice displayed in their deserved deaths,
the same eyes were suddenly taken off from this sight to admire at
the mysterious ways of the same power in the melancholy fate of the
young and virtuous daughter, the lady Cordelia, whose good deeds did
seem to deserve a more fortunate conclusion: but it is an awful
truth, that innocence and piety are not always successful in this
world. The forces which Goneril and Regan had sent out under the
command of the bad earl of Gloucester were victorious, and Cordelia,
by the practices of this wicked earl, who did not like that any
should stand between him and the throne, ended her life in prison.
Thus, Heaven took this innocent lady to itself in her young years,
after showing her to the world an illustrious example of filial
duty. Lear did not long survive this kind child.
Before he died, the good earl of
Kent, who had still attended his old master's steps from the first
of his daughters' ill usage to this sad period of his decay, tried
to make him understand that it was he who had followed him under the
name of Caius; but Lear's care-crazed brain at that time could not
comprehend how that could be, or how Kent and Caius could be the
same person: so Kent thought it needless to trouble him
with-explanations at such a time; and Lear soon after expiring, this
faithful servant to the king, between age and grief for his old
master's vexations, soon followed him to the grave.
How the judgement of Heaven overtook
the bad earl of Gloucester, whose treasons were discovered, and
himself slain in single combat with his brother, the lawful earl;
and how Goneril's husband, the duke of Albany, who was innocent of
the death of Cordelia, and had never encouraged his lady in her
wicked proceedings against her father, ascended the throne of
Britain after the death of Lear, is needless here to narrate; Lear
and his Three Daughters being dead, whose adventures alone concern
our story. |