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A Truth | [pg] 113 | ||
A Truth | |||
[five flourishes] | [five flourishes] | ||
What eye but drops the pitying Tear | What eye but drops the pitying Tear | ||
When poor | When poor abandon'd Royal Lear | ||
Exclaims in accents wild-- | Exclaims in accents wild -- | ||
" | "Unlook'd for, melancholy truth! | ||
"O! how much sharper than | "O! how much sharper than a serpents tooth, | ||
" | "It is to love a thankless Child! | ||
Thus spoke the King, his beams of glory shorn, | Thus spoke the King, his beams of glory shorn, | ||
An helpless outcast, destitute, forlorn | An helpless outcast, destitute, forlorn: | ||
Deserted in his utmost need | Deserted in his utmost need | ||
By those his former bounty fed. | By those his former bounty fed. | ||
The striking portrait | The striking portrait Shakespear drew -- Not I - | ||
Edmund, do thou, and thy compeers apply. | |||
Ye who abuse the noblest gifts of God | |||
Who strain your powers to him from Virtues's road | |||
A Prince, whose unsuspecting mind | |||
Vainly in you would kindred likeness find; | |||
O may the Royal Youth, unmask'd, behold | |||
Those Venal flatt'rers for expectant Gold! | |||
Torn with remorse he'd quit the devious way, | |||
And curse those arts [crossed out: C making Carts] that led his youth astray; | |||
Once more a nation's confidence enjoy, | |||
A Father's and a peoples Joy; | |||
And give new force unto the grateful strain | |||
Which says,"Old Lear shall be King again | |||
[Five flourishes] | |||
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[pg] 113
A Truth [five flourishes]
What eye but drops the pitying Tear When poor abandon'd Royal Lear Exclaims in accents wild -- "Unlook'd for, melancholy truth! "O! how much sharper than a serpents tooth, "It is to love a thankless Child! Thus spoke the King, his beams of glory shorn, An helpless outcast, destitute, forlorn: Deserted in his utmost need By those his former bounty fed. The striking portrait Shakespear drew -- Not I - Edmund, do thou, and thy compeers apply. Ye who abuse the noblest gifts of God Who strain your powers to him from Virtues's road A Prince, whose unsuspecting mind Vainly in you would kindred likeness find; O may the Royal Youth, unmask'd, behold Those Venal flatt'rers for expectant Gold! Torn with remorse he'd quit the devious way, And curse those arts [crossed out: C making Carts] that led his youth astray; Once more a nation's confidence enjoy, A Father's and a peoples Joy; And give new force unto the grateful strain Which says,"Old Lear shall be King again
[Five flourishes]