Prithee tell him, so much the rent of his land comes to

Fool, to Kent
Prithee tell him, so much the rent of his
land comes to. He will not believe a Fool.
King Lear
A bitter Fool!
Fool
Dost know the difference, my boy, between a
bitter fool and a sweet one?
King Lear
No, lad, teach me.
Fool

That lord that counseled thee
To give away thy land,
Come place him here by me;
Do thou for him stand.
The sweet and bitter fool
Will presently appear:
The one in motley here,
The other found out there.

King Lear
Dost thou call me “fool,” boy?
Fool
All thy other titles thou hast given away. That
thou wast born with.
Kent
This is not altogether fool, my lord.
Fool
No, faith, lords and great men will not let me. If
I had a monopoly out, they would have part on ‘t.
And ladies too, they will not let me have all the fool
to myself; they'll be snatching.