A field between the two camps.

[Alarum within. Enter, with drum and colors, King Lear, Cordelia, and Soldiers, over the stage; 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!(5)

[Exit Edgar. Alarum and retreat within. Re-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 farther, sir; a man may rot even here.

EDGAR:

What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure(10)
Their going hence, even as their coming hither;
Ripeness is all: come on.

GLOUCESTER:

And that's true too.

[Exeunt]