Act V, Scene ii:
A field between the two Camps.

[Alarum within. Enter, with drum and colours, Lear, Cordelia, andtheir Forces, and exeunt.]

[Enter Edgar and Gloster.]

Edg.:

Here, father, take the shadow of this tree

For your good host; pray that the right may thrive:

If ever I return to you again,

I'll bring you comfort.

Glou.:

Grace go with you, sir!

[Exit Edgar] .

[Alarum and retreat within. R-enter Edgar.]

Edg.:

Away, old man,—give me thy hand,—away!

King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta'en:

Give me thy hand; come on!

Glou.:

No further, sir; a man may rot even here.

Edg.:

What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure

Their going hence, even as their coming hither;

Ripeness is all:—come on.

Glou.:

And that's true too.

[Exeunt.]