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And follow me, that will to some provision
[Kent. Oppressed nature sleeps."—
Glo. Come, come, away.
[Eveunt KENT, GLostER, and the Fool, bearing off the King.
Edg. When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes, Who alone suffers, suffers most i' the mind; Leaving free things, and happy shows, behind: But then the mind much sufferance doth o’erskip, When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship. How light and portable my pain seems now, When that which makes me bend, makes the king
He childed, as I fathered 1–Tom, away !
SCENE VII. A Room in Gloster's Castle.
Enter CoRNwall, REGAN, GoRERIL, EDMUND, and Servants. - •
Corn. Post speedily to my lord your husband; show him this letter; –the army of France is landed.—Seek out the villain Gloster. [Eveunt some of the Servants. Reg. Hang him instantly.
1 These two concluding speeches, by Kent and Edgar, are restored from the quarto.
2 The great events that are approaching, the loud tumult of approaching war.
3 Betray, discover.
Gon. Pluck out his eyes.
Corn. Leave him to my displeasure.—Edmund, keep you our sister company; the revenges we are bound to take upon your traitorous father, are not fit for your beholding. Advise the duke, where you are going, to a most festinate preparation ; we are bound to the like. Our post shall be swift, and intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister;-farewell, my lord of Gloster."
How now P Where's the king 2
Re-enter Servants, with GLOSTER.
Reg. Ingrateful fox ’tis he.
1 Meaning Edmund, invested with his father's titles. 2 A questrist is one who goes in quest or search of another. 3 “ Do a courtesy to our wrath,” simply means bend to our wrath, as a courtesy is made by bending the body. 4 i. e. dry, withered, husky arms. This epithet was, perhaps, borrowed from Harsmet:—“It would pose all the cunning exorcists that are this
Glo. What mean your graces –Good my friends, consider You are my guests; do me no foul play, friends. Corn. Bind him, I say. [Servants bind him. Reg. Hard, hard.-O filthy traitor Glo. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none. Corn. To this chair bind him.—Willain, thou shalt find [REGAN plucks his beard. Glo. By the kind gods, ’tis most ignobly done, To pluck me by the beard. Reg. So white, and such a traitor Glo. Naughty lady, These hairs, which thou dost ravish from my chin, Will quicken, and accuse thee. I am your host; With robbers’ hands, my hospitable favors' You should not ruffle thus. What will you do? Corn. Come, sir, what letters had you late from France 2 Reg. Be simple answered, for we know the truth. Corn. And what confederacy have you with the traitors Late footed in the kingdom P Reg. To whose hands have you sent the lunatic king Speak. Glo. I have a letter guessingly set down, Which came from one that’s of a neutral heart, And not from one opposed.
Reg. And false. Corn. Where hast thou sent the king P
Glo. To Dover.
To Dover ? Wast thou not charged at peril
day to be found, to teach an old corkie woman to writhe, tumble, curvet,
Reg. Wherefore to Dover ? Glo. Because I would not see thy cruel nails Pluck out his poor old eyes; nor thy fierce sister In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs." The sea, with such a storm as his bare head In hell-black night endured, would have buoyed up, And quenched the stelled * fires; yet, poor old heart, He holp the heavens to rain. If wolves had at thy gate howled that stern” time, Thou shouldst have said, Good porter, turn the key; All cruels else subscribed.”—But I shall see The winged vengeance overtake such children. Corn. See it shalt thou never.—Fellows, hold the chair; Upon these eyes of thine I’ll set my foot. [GLosTER is held down in his chair, while CoRNWALL plucks out one of his eyes, and sets his foot on it. Glo. He that will think to live till he be old, Give me some help.–O cruel! O ye gods ! Reg. One side will mock another; the other too. Corn. If you see vengeance, Serv. Hold your hand, my lord I have served you ever since I was a child; But better service have I never done you, Than now to bid you hold. Reg. How now, you dog? Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin, I’d shake it on this quarrel; what do you mean P Corn. My villain lo [Draws, and runs at him. Serv. Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger. [Draws. They fight. Conn. is wounded. Reg. Give me thy sword.—[To another Serv.] A peasant stand up thus ! . [Snatches a sword, comes behind him, and stabs him. Serv. O, I am slain –My lord, you have one eye left To see some mischief on him.—O ! [Dies. Corn. Lest it see more, prevent it.—Out, vile jelly! Where is thy lustre now [Tears out GLosTER’s other eye, and throws it on the ground. Glo. All dark and comfortless.--Where’s my son Edmund P Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of mature, To quit' this horrid act. Reg. Out, treacherous villain Thou call’st on him that hates thee. It was he That made the overture of thy treason to us; Who is too good to pity thee. Glo. O my follies! Then Edgar was abused.— Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him Reg. Go, thrust him out at gates, and let him smell His way to Dover.—How is't, my lord? How look ou ? Corn. I have received a hurt.—Follow me, lady. Turn out that eyeless villain —throw this slave Upon the dunghill.—Regan, I bleed apace; Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm. [Evil CoRNw ALL, led by REGAN:—Servants unbind GLosTER, and lead him out.” 1 Serv. I’ll never care what wickedness I do, If this man comes to good. 2 Serv. If she live long,
1 The quarto reads, “rash, boarish fangs.” To rash is the old hunting term for the stroke made by a wild-boar with his fangs.
3 Thus the folio. The quartos read, “that dearn time.” Dearm is dreary. The reading in the text is countenanced by Chapman's version of the 24th Iliad:—
In this so sterme a time
Of night and danger.”
4 i.e. yielded, submitted to the necessity of the occasion.
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