Saturday, November 12, 2022

 

Today’s Totally Random Line(s)

 

 I’the mire.


-Earl of Kent

King Lear                         Act II, Scene ii, Line 4

 

This is Kent’s answer to Oswald’s question Where may we set our horses? Obviously, it’s not a very gracious reply. No, not at all. This begins Kent’s tirade against Oswald. He has reason for it, though Oswald is completely unaware of what that reason is or even who Kent is. But I’ll tell you who he is.

Kent, who is the most loyal follower of Lear, was with the King a few scenes back when Oswald disrespected Lear. Kent came to Lear’s side and gave Oswald a smack and sent him on his way. However, in the scene we’re looking at today Oswald does not remember or recognize Kent, and he has no idea why Kent is verbally abusing him; and Kent’s just getting warmed up. A few lines further on he goes into an unbroken eleven line slamfest of Oswald. The latter gives him an opening when he asks What dost thou know me for? And Kent lets loose

        A knave, a rascal, an eater of broken meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy worsted-stocking knave;

And it goes on and on – lily-livered…son and heir of a mongrel bitch… You get the idea. It’s a really good rant, but I’m not going to type the whole thing out here. Instead, I’ll make it easier on me and you, and give you a more current, clearly Shakespearean inspired version of Kent's rave.


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