O, let me kiss that hand!
Oh, let me kiss that hand!
Gloucester · Act 4, Scene 6
Gloucester, blind and broken, recognizes the voice of Lear when they meet on the heath, and tries to touch him in an act of submission and love. The line lands because it is the gesture of a man who has lost everything—his eyes, his rank, his dignity—and yet still reaches toward another suffering creature with reverence. It shows the play's vision of humanity stripped bare: touch and presence matter more than sight or status.
When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools: this a good block; It were a delicate stratagem, to shoe A troop of horse with felt: I'll put 't in proof; And when I have stol'n upon these sons-in-law, Then, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
When we're born, we cry that we've come to this great stage of fools: this is a good block; It would be a clever trick, to put felt on a horse's feet: I'll prove it; And when I've sneaked up on these sons-in-law, Then, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
King Lear · Act 4, Scene 6
Lear, in his madness on the heath, suddenly articulates his vision of human existence as fundamentally tragic and absurd. The passage matters because it captures both the play's nihilism and Lear's own fractured mind—from cosmic despair about birth and death, he lurches into a strange joke about shoeing horses, then into a violent fantasy. It is the play's most honest statement about the human condition: we enter weeping and leave in rage.