Glou.
O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world
Shall so wear out to naught.--Dost thou know me?

Lear.
I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny at me?
No, do thy worst, blind Cupid; I'll not love.--Read thou this
challenge; mark but the penning of it.

Glou.
Were all the letters suns, I could not see one.

Edg.
I would not take this from report;--it is,
And my heart breaks at it.

Lear.
Read.

Glou.
What, with the case of eyes?

Lear.
O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes in your head, nor no money
in your purse? Your eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a
light: yet you see how this world goes.

Glou.
I see it feelingly.