| [Alarum within. Enter, with drum and colours, KING LEAR, CORDELIA, and Soldiers, over the stage; and exeunt] |
|
| [Enter EDGAR and GLOUCESTER] | |
| EDGAR | Here, father, take the shadow of this tree For your good host; pray that the right may thrive: If ever I return to you again, I'll bring you comfort. |
| GLOUCESTER | Grace go with you, sir! |
| [Exit EDGAR] | |
| [Alarum and retreat within. Re-enter EDGAR] | |
| EDGAR | Away, old man; give me thy hand; away! King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta'en: Give me thy hand; come on. |
| GLOUCESTER | No farther, sir; a man may rot even here. |
| EDGAR | What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure Their going hence, even as their coming hither; Ripeness is all: come on. |
| GLOUCESTER | And that's true too. |
| [Exeunt] |