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KENT . Alas , sir , are you here ? Things that love night Love not such nights as these ; the wrathful skies Gallow the very wanderers of the dark , And make them keep their caves . Since I was man , Such sheets of fire , such bursts of horrid thunder , Such groans of roaring wind and rain I never Remember to have heard . Man’s nature cannot carry Th’affliction , nor the fear . LEAR . Let the great gods , That keep this dreadful pudder o’er our heads , Find out their enemies now . Tremble , thou wretch , That hast within thee undivulged crimes Unwhipp’d of justice . Hide thee , thou bloody hand ; Thou perjur’d , and thou simular of virtue That art incestuous . Caitiff , to pieces shake That under covert and convenient seeming Hast practis’d on man’s life : close pent - up guilts , Rive your concealing continents , and cry These dreadful summoners grace . I am a man More sinn’d against than sinning . KENT . Alack , bareheaded ! Gracious my lord , hard by here is a hovel ; Some friendship will it lend you ’ gainst the tempest : Repose you there , whilst I to this hard house , — More harder than the stones whereof ’ tis rais’d ; Which even but now , demanding after you , Denied me to come in , — return , and force Their scanted courtesy . LEAR . My wits begin to turn . Come on , my boy . How dost , my boy ? Art cold ? I am cold myself . Where is this straw , my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange , That can make vile things precious . Come , your hovel . Poor fool and knave , I have one part in my heart That’s sorry yet for thee . FOOL . [ Singing . ] He that has and a little tiny wit , With heigh - ho , the wind and the rain , Must make content with his fortunes fit , Though the rain it raineth every day . LEAR . True , boy . Come , bring us to this hovel . [ Exeunt Lear and Kent . ] FOOL . This is a brave night to cool a courtezan . I’ll speak a prophecy ere I go : When priests are more in word than matter ; When brewers mar their malt with water ; When nobles are their tailors ’ tutors ; No heretics burn’d , but wenches ’ suitors ; When every case in law is right ; No squire in debt , nor no poor knight ; When slanders do not live in tongues ; Nor cut - purses come not to throngs ; When usurers tell their gold i ’ the field ; And bawds and whores do churches build , Then shall the realm of Albion Come to great confusion : Then comes the time , who lives to see’t , That going shall be us’d with feet . This prophecy Merlin shall make ; for I live before his time . [ Exit . ] SCENE III . A Room in Gloucester’s Castle Enter Gloucester and Edmund . GLOUCESTER . Alack , alack , Edmund , I like not this unnatural dealing . When I desired their leave that I might pity him , they took from me the use of mine own house ; charged me on pain of perpetual displeasure , neither to speak of him , entreat for him , or any way sustain him . EDMUND . Most savage and unnatural !
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