King Lear

What, with
a case of eyes?

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 worid goes.

I see it feelingly.
What, art mad?
A man may see
how the worid goes
with no eyes.

Look with thine ears.
Behold yond justice rail
on yond simple thief.
Hark in thine ear:

Change places
and, handy-dandy,

which is the justice,
which is the thief? Ey?

Thou hast seen
the farmer's dog
bark at a beggar?

Ay, sir.
Yea, and the creature
run from the cur?

There thou mightst
behold the great
image of authority:

A dog's obeyed in office.
Thou rascal beadle,
hold thy bloody hand.

Why dost thou
lash that whore?

Strip thine own back;
thou hotly lusts
to use her in that kind
for which thou whip'st her.

The usurer hangs
the cozener.

Through tatter'd clothes
great vices do appear.

Robes and furr'd
gowns hide all.

Plate sin with gold,
and the strong lance
of justice hurtless breaks.

Arm it in rags,
a pygmy's straw
does pierce it.

None does offend.