Act V, Scene 2

[A field between the two Camps]

[Alarum within. Enter with drum and colours, Lear, Cordelia and their Forces, and exeunt.]

[Enter Edgar and Gloucester.]

EDGAR.
Here, father, take the shadow of this tree
For your good host; pray that the right may thrive:
If ever I return to you again,
I’ll bring you comfort.

GLOUCESTER.
Grace go with you, sir!

[Exit Edgar.]

[Alarum and retreat within. Enter Edgar.]

EDGAR.
Away, old man, give me thy hand, away!
King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta’en:
Give me thy hand; come on!

GLOUCESTER.
No further, sir; a man may rot even here.

EDGAR.
What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure
Their going hence, even as their coming hither;
Ripeness is all. Come on.

GLOUCESTER.
And that’s true too.

[Exeunt.]