Act 3 — Scene I. A heath.

Kent. Who's there, besides foul weather?[3542] Gent. One minded like the weather, most unquietly. Kent. I know you. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements;[3543] Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, 5 Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main,[3544] That things might change or cease; tears his white hair,[3545] Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage,[3545] Catch in their fury, and make nothing of;[3545] Strives in his little world of man to out-scorn[3545][3546][3547] 10 The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.[3545][3546][3548] This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch,[3545][3549] The lion and the belly-pinched wolf[3545][3550] Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,[3545] And bids what will take all.[3545] Kent. But who is with him? 15 Gent. None but the fool; who labours to out-jest His heart-struck injuries.[3551] Kent. Sir, I do know you; And dare, upon the warrant of my note,[3552] Commend a dear thing to you. There is division,[3553] Although as yet the face of it be cover'd[3554] 20 With mutual cunning, 'twixt Albany and Cornwall;[3555] Who have—as who have not, that their great stars[3556][3557] Throned and set high?—servants, who seem no less,[3556][3558] Which are to France the spies and speculations[3556][3559] Intelligent of our state; what hath been seen,[3556][3560] 25 Either in snuffs and packings of the dukes,[3556] Or the hard rein which both of them have borne[3556][3561] Against the old kind king, or something deeper,[3556] Whereof perchance these are but furnishings,—[3556][3562] But true it is, from France there comes a power[3563][3564] 30 Into this scatter'd kingdom; who already,[3564][3565][3566] Wise in our negligence, have secret feet[3564][3565][3567] In some of our best ports, and are at point[3564][3565] To show their open banner. Now to you:[3564][3565] If on my credit you dare build so far[3564][3565] 35 To make your speed to Dover, you shall find[3564] Some that will thank you, making just report[3564] Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow[3564][3568] The king hath cause to plain.[3564][3569] I am a gentleman of blood and breeding,[3564][3569] 40 And from some knowledge and assurance offer[3564][3569][3570] This office to you.[3564][3569][3570] Gent. I will talk further with you.[3571] Kent. No, do not. For confirmation that I am much more[3572] Than my out-wall, open this purse and take 45 What it contains. If you shall see Cordelia,— As fear not but you shall,—show her this ring,[3573] And she will tell you who your fellow is[3574] That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm! I will go seek the king. Gent. Give me your hand:[3575] 50 Have you no more to say?[3575] Kent. Few words, but, to effect, more than all yet; That when we have found the king,—in which your pain[3576] That way, I'll this,—he that first lights on him[3576] Holla the other. [Exeunt severally.[3576][3577] 55