莎士比亚 - King Lear - Act I

选角：

选角1 -  KING LEAR 昏庸老国王；EDGAR 嫡系小瓜皮；

选角2 - KENT 努力劝说的忠犬; GONERIL大女儿；

选角3 - CORDELIA拒绝拍马屁的叛逆小公主; Fool 嘲讽国王的小丑/弄臣/类似御史那种角色，但是更滑稽一些;

选角4 - BURGUNDY 渣男; EDMUND 心机私生子; REGAN二女儿；OSWALD大女儿仆人; Gentleman 马夫龙套;

选角5 - KING OF FRANCE 欣赏公主的小法国佬; GLOUCESTER 国王的好朋友；Knight 骑士配角; ALBANY 大女儿老公；

SCENE I - King Lear's palace

背景介绍：

《King Lear》的开篇是格洛斯特伯爵(Earl of Gloucester) 将自己私生的儿子埃德蒙(Edmund) 介绍给肯特伯爵(Earl of Kent)。随后，不列颠国王(King of Britiain) 李尔携(King Lear) 随从出场。李尔(Lear) 年事已高，决定将王国分给三个女儿。分配的依据是她们在朝廷面前对父亲表达爱的言辞。大女儿奥尔巴尼公爵夫人高纳里尔(Goneril, Duchess of Albany)和二女儿康沃尔公爵夫人里根(Regan, Duchess of Cornwall)都极力表白，赢得了父亲的赞赏。但小女儿考狄利娅(Cordelia)却保持沉默，因为她无法用言语表达自己对李尔(Lear) 深沉的爱。李尔(Lear) 误解了她的沉默，将她逐出王国。与此同时，他也放逐了为考狄利娅(Cordelia)辩护、与国王意见相左的肯特伯爵(Earl of Kent)。考狄利娅 (Cordelia) 的追求者勃艮第公爵 (Duke of Burgundy) 因她没有嫁妆而拒绝了她，但法兰西国王 (King of France) 却欣赏她的诚实，并迎娶她为妻。李尔 (King Lear) 的王国则由高纳里尔 (Goneril) 和里根 (Regan) 以及她们的追求者——奥尔巴尼公爵 (Duke of Albany) 与康沃尔公爵 (Duke of Cornwall) ——共同瓜分。李尔(Lear) 计划轮流居住在她们各自的府邸。

Enter KENT, GLOUCESTER, and EDMUND 

EDMUND: I thought the king had more affected the Duke of Albany than Cornwall.

GLOUCESTER: It did always seem so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weighed, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety.

KENT: Is not this your son, my lord?

GLOUCESTER: His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: I have so often blushed to acknowledge him, that now I am brazed to it.

KENT: I cannot conceive you.

GLOUCESTER: Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon she grew round-wombed, and had, indeed, sir, a sonfor her cradle ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault?

KENT: I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so proper.

GLOUCESTER: But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account: though this knave came something saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was his mother fair; there was good sport at his making, and the whoreson must be acknowledged. Do you know this noble gentleman, Edmund?

EDMUND: No, my lord.

GLOUCESTER: My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter as my honourable friend.

EDMUND: My services to your lordship.

KENT: I must love you, and sue to know you better.

EDMUND: Sir, I shall study deserving.

GLOUCESTER: He hath been out nine years, and away he shall again. The king is coming.

Sennet. Enter KING LEAR, CORNWALL, ALBANY, GONERIL, REGAN, CORDELIA, and Attendants

KING LEAR: Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloucester.

GLOUCESTER: I shall, my liege.

Exeunt GLOUCESTER and EDMUND

KING LEAR: Meantime we shall express our darker purpose. Give me the map there. Know that we have divided in three our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent. To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we unburthen'd crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall, And you, our no less loving son of Albany. We have this hour a constant will to publish. Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife. May be prevented now. The princes, France and Burgundy, Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love. Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn. And here are to be answer'd. Tell me, my daughters,-- Since now we will divest us both of rule, Interest of territory, cares of state. Which of you shall we say doth love us most? That we our largest bounty may extend. Where nature doth with merit challenge. Goneril, Our eldest-born, speak first.

GONERIL: Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter; Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty; Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour; As much as child e'er loved, or father found; A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; Beyond all manner of so much I love you.

CORDELIA: [小声蛐蛐] What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent.

KING LEAR: Of all these bounds, even from this line to this. With shadowy forests and with champains rich'd. With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads. We make thee lady: to thine and Albany's issue. Be this perpetual. What says our second daughter, Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak.

REGAN: Sir, I am made of the self-same metal that my sister is. And prize me at her worth. In my true heart, I find she names my very deed of love; Only she comes too short: that I profess myself an enemy to all other joys, which the most precious square of sense possesses; And find I am alone felicitate in your dear highness' love.

CORDELIA: [小声蛐蛐] Then poor Cordelia! And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's More richer than my tongue.

KING LEAR: To thee and thine hereditary ever. Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom; No less in space, validity, and pleasure, Than that conferr'd on Goneril. Now, our joy, Although the last, not least; to whose young love, the vines of France and milk of Burgundy. Strive to be interess'd; what can you say to draw a third more opulent than your sisters? Speak.

CORDELIA: Nothing, my lord.

KING LEAR: Nothing!

CORDELIA: Nothing.

KING LEAR: Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.

CORDELIA: Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave my heart into my mouth: I love your majesty according to my bond; nor more nor less.

KING LEAR: How, how, Cordelia! mend your speech a little. Lest it may mar your fortunes.

CORDELIA: Good my lord, you have begot me, bred me, loved me: I return those duties back as are right fit. Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands, if they say they love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, that lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry half my love with him, half my care and duty: Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, to love my father all.

KING LEAR: But goes thy heart with this?

CORDELIA: Ay, good my lord.

KING LEAR: So young, and so untender?

CORDELIA: So young, my lord, and true.

KING LEAR: Let it be so; thy truth, then, be thy dower: For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night; By all the operation of the orbs. From whom we do exist, and cease to be; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me. Hold thee, from this, for ever. The barbarous Scythian, Or he that makes his generation messes. To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom. Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and relieved. As thou my sometime daughter.

KENT: Good my liege,--

KING LEAR: Peace, Kent! Come not between the dragon and his wrath. I loved her most, and thought to set my rest. On her kind nursery. Hence, and avoid my sight! So be my grave my peace, as here I give her father's heart from her! Call France; who stirs? Call Burgundy. Cornwall and Albany.  With my two daughters' dowers digest this third: Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her. I do invest you jointly with my power. Pre-eminence, and all the large effects. That troop with majesty. Ourself, by monthly course. With reservation of an hundred knights. By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode. Make with you by due turns. Only we still retain, the name, and all the additions to a king; The sway, revenue, execution of the rest, beloved sons, be yours: which to confirm. This coronet part betwixt you. Giving the crown.

KENT: Royal Lear, whom I have ever honour'd as my king. Loved as my father, as my master follow'd. As my great patron thought on in my prayers,--

KING LEAR: The bow is bent and drawn, make from the shaft.

KENT: Let it fall rather, though the fork invade The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly. When Lear is mad. What wilt thou do, old man? Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak. When power to flattery bows? To plainness honour's bound. When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy doom; And, in thy best consideration, cheque this hideous rashness: answer my life my judgment. Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least; Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound reverbs no hollowness.

KING LEAR: Kent, on thy life, no more.

KENT: My life I never held but as a pawn, to wage against thy enemies; nor fear to lose it, thy safety being the motive.

KING LEAR: Out of my sight!

KENT:  See better, Lear; and let me still remain the true blank of thine eye.

KING LEAR: Now, by Apollo,--

KENT: Now, by Apollo, king, thou swear'st thy gods in vain.

KING LEAR: O, vassal! miscreant!

Laying his hand on his sword

ALBANY: Dear sir, forbear.

KENT: Do: Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow. Upon thy foul disease. Revoke thy doom; Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat, I'll tell thee thou dost evil.

KING LEAR: Hear me, recreant! On thine allegiance, hear me! Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow, which we durst never yet, and with strain'd pride to come between our sentence and our power, which nor our nature nor our place can bear. Our potency made good, take thy reward. Five days we do allot thee, for provision to shield thee from diseases of the world; And on the sixth to turn thy hated back upon our kingdom: if, on the tenth day following, thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions, the moment is thy death. Away! by Jupiter, this shall not be revoked.

KENT: Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear. Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here. (面向CORDELIA) The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid, That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said! (面向REGAN and GONERIL) And your large speeches may your deeds approve, That good effects may spring from words of love. Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu; He'll shape his old course in a country new.

Exit

Flourish. Re-enter GLOUCESTER, with KING OF FRANCE, BURGUNDY, and Attendants

GLOUCESTER: Here's France and Burgundy, my noble lord.

KING LEAR: My lord of Burgundy. We first address towards you, who with this king. Hath rivall'd for our daughter: what, in the least, Will you require in present dower with her, Or cease your quest of love?

BURGUNDY: Most royal majesty,I crave no more than what your highness offer'd, Nor will you tender less.

KING LEAR: Right noble Burgundy, When she was dear to us, we did hold her so; But now her price is fall'n. Sir, there she stands:If aught within that little seeming substance, Or all of it, with our displeasure pieced, And nothing more, may fitly like your grace. She's there, and she is yours.

BURGUNDY: I know no answer.

KING LEAR: Will you, with those infirmities she owes, Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate, Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with our oath, Take her, or leave her?

BURGUNDY: Pardon me, royal sir; Election makes not up on such conditions.

KING LEAR: Then leave her, sir; for, by the power that made me, I tell you all her wealth. (面向 KING OF FRANCE) For you, great king, I would not from your love make such a stray, To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you, to avert your liking a more worthier way than on a wretch whom nature is ashamed almost to acknowledge hers.

KING OF FRANCE: This is most strange, That she, that even but now was your best object, The argument of your praise, balm of your age, Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time. Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle. So many folds of favour. Sure, her offence must be of such unnatural degree, That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection. Fall'n into taint: which to believe of her, Must be a faith that reason without miracle could never plant in me.

CORDELIA: I yet beseech your majesty,--If for I want that glib and oily art, To speak and purpose not; since what I well intend, I'll do't before I speak,--that you make knownIt is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness,No unchaste action, or dishonour'd step,That hath deprived me of your grace and favour;But even for want of that for which I am richer,A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongueAs I am glad I have not, though not to have itHath lost me in your liking.

KING LEAR: Better thou Hadst not been born than not to have pleased me better.

KING OF FRANCE: Is it but this,--a tardiness in nature. Which often leaves the history unspoke that it intends to do? My lord of Burgundy, What say you to the lady? Love's not love, when it is mingled with regards that stand. Aloof from the entire point. Will you have her? She is herself a dowry.

BURGUNDY: Royal Lear, Give but that portion which yourself proposed, And here I take Cordelia by the hand, Duchess of Burgundy.

KING LEAR: Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm.

BURGUNDY: I am sorry, then, you have so lost a father, that you must lose a husband.