Gent. Ay, madam; in the heaviness of his sleep[4479]
We put fresh garments on him.
Doct. Be by, good madam, when we do awake him;[4480]
I doubt not of his temperance.[4481]
Cor. Very well.[4482]
Doct. Please you, draw near. Louder the music there![4482] 25
Cor. O my dear father! Restoration hang[4483][4484]
Thy medicine on my lips, and let this kiss[4483][4485]
Repair those violent harms that my two sisters[4483]
Have in thy reverence made![4483]
Kent. Kind and dear princess![4486]
Cor. Had you not been their father, these white flakes[4487] 30
Had challenged pity of them. Was this a face[4488]
To be opposed against the warring winds?[4489]
To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder?[4490][4491]
In the most terrible and nimble stroke[4490]
Of quick, cross lightning? to watch—poor perdu!—[4490][4492] 35
With this thin helm? Mine enemy's dog,[4490][4493][4494][4495]
Though he had bit me, should have stood that night[4494]
Against my fire; and wast thou fain, poor father,[4494]
To hovel thee with swine and rogues forlorn,
In short and musty straw? Alack, alack![4496] 40
'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once[4497]
Had not concluded all. He wakes; speak to him.[4498]
Doct. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest.[4499]
Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty?[4500]
Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave:[4501] 45
Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.