Note 4 — BOOK VI.
Rowland Smith translation
".... Whiles I may 'scape I will preserve myself, and am bethought To take the basest and the poorest shape That ever penury, in contempt of man, Brought near to beast. My face I'll grime with filth; Blanket my loins; elfe all my hair in knots; And with presented nakedness, out-face The winds, and persecutions of the sky."—King Lear.