Knight. Since my young lady's going into
France, sir, the fool hath much pined him away.
Lear. No more of that; I have noted it well.
Go you and tell my daughter I would speak with
her. [Exit an Attendant.]
Go you, call hither my fool. [Exit an Attendant.]
Enter Steward [Oswald.]
O! you sir, you, come you hither, sir. Who am
I, sir? 86
Osw. My lady's father.
Lear. 'My lady's father!' my lord's knave:
you whoreson dog! you slave! you cur! 89
Osw. I am none of these, my lord; I beseech
your pardon.
Lear. Do you bandy looks with me, you
rascal? [Striking him.]
Osw. I'll not be struck, my lord. 94
Kent. Nor tripped neither, you base football
player. [Tripping up his heels.]
Lear. I thank thee, fellow; thou servest me,
and I'll love thee. 98
Kent. Come, sir, arise, away! I'll teach you
differences: away, away! If you will measure
your lubber's length again, tarry; but away!
Go to! have you wisdom? so.
[Pushes Oswald out.]
Lear. Now, my friendly knave, I thank thee:
there's earnest of thy service. 104
[Gives Kent money.]
Enter Fool.
92 bandy: an expression from the game of tennis
95 football; cf. n.
100 differences: disagreements, quibbles
104 earnest: advance wages
