Scene VI. A Chamber in a Farmhouse adjoining the Castle.
[Enter Gloucester, Lear, Kent, Fool, and Edgar.]
GLOUCESTER.
Here is better than the open air; take it thankfully. I will
piece out the comfort with what addition I can: I will not be
long from you.
KENT.
All the power of his wits have given way to his impatience: —
the gods reward your kindness!
[Exit Gloucester.]
EDGAR.
Frateretto calls me; and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake
of darkness. — Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
FOOL.
Pr'ythee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a
yeoman.
LEAR.
A king, a king!
FOOL.
No, he's a yeoman that has a gentleman to his son; for he's a mad
yeoman that sees his son a gentleman before him.
LEAR.
To have a thousand with red burning spits
Come hissing in upon 'em, —
EDGAR.
The foul fiend bites my back.
