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King Lear, IV. vi

Dar'st thou support a publish'd traitor? Hence;

Lest that infection of his fortune take

Like hold on thee. Let go his arm.

Edg. Chill not let go, zur, without vurther

'casion.

Osw. Let go, slave, or thou diest.

Edg. Good gentleman, go your gait, and let

poor volk pass. An chud ha' bin zwaggered

out of my life, 'twould not ha' bin zo long as

'tis by a vortnight. Nay, come not near th' old

man; keep out, che vor ye, or ise try whether

your costard or my ballow be the harder. Chill

be plain with you.

Osw. Out, dunghill!

Edg. Chill pick your teeth, zur. Come; no

matter vor your foins.

[They fight and Edgar knocks him down.]

Osw. Slave, thou hast slain me. Villain, take my purse.

If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body;

And give the letters which thou find'st about me

To Edmund Earl of Gloucester; seek him out

Upon the English party: O! untimely death.

[Dies.]

Edg. I know thee well: a serviceable villain;

As duteous to the vices of thy mistress

As badness would desire.

Glo. What! is he dead?

Edg. Sit you down, father; rest you.

Let's see his pockets: these letters that he speaks of

May be my friends. He's dead; I am only sorry

He had no other deaths-man. Let us see:

 240 chill: I will

244 An chud: if I should

247 che vor ye: I warn you

248 costard: apple, used jokingly for head

ballow: stick

252 foins: thrusts

