Lear. I will die bravely, like a smug bridegroom. What![4371][4387][4388]
I will be jovial: come, come; I am a king,[4371][4387]
My masters, know you that.[4371][4387] 200
Gent. You are a royal one, and we obey you.[4371]
Lear. Then there's life in't. Nay, if you get it, you[4371][4389][4390]
shall get it by running. Sa, sa, sa, sa.[4371][4389]
[Exit running; Attendants follow.[4391]
Gent. A sight most pitiful in the meanest wretch,[4371]
Past speaking of in a king! Thou hast one daughter,[4371][4392] 205
Who redeems nature from the general curse[4371]
Which twain have brought her to.[4371][4393]
Edg. Hail, gentle sir.
Gent. Sir, speed you: what's your will?
Edg. Do you hear aught, sir, of a battle toward?[4394]