William Shakespeare: The Tragedy of King Lear

ACT III. 4. Scene IV. A part of the Heath with a Hovel. Storm continues. (continued)

Kent.
Sirrah, come on; go along with us.

Lear.
Come, good Athenian.

Glou.
No words, no words: hush.

Edg.
   Child Rowland to the dark tower came,
   His word was still--Fie, foh, and fum,
   I smell the blood of a British man.

[Exeunt.]