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And follow me, that will to some provision
Give thee quick conduct.
[Kent.

Oppressed nature sleeps.
This rest might yet have balmed thy broken senses,
Which, if convenience will not allow,
Stand in hard cure.--Come, help to bear thy master";
Thou must not stay behind.

[To the Fool. Glo.

Come, come, away.
[Exeunt KENT, GLOSTER, and the Fool, bear-

ing 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

bow;
He childed, as I fathered !—Tom, away!
Mark the high noises, and thyself bewray,
When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee,
In thy just proof, repeals, and reconciles thee.
What will hap more to-night, safe scape the king !
Lurk, lurk.]

[Exit.

SCENE VII. A Room in Gloster's Castle.

Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GONERIL, 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. [Exeunt some of the Servants.

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.

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Reg. Hang him instantly.
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.

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Enter Steward.

How now? Where's the king ?

Stew. My lord of Gloster hath conveyed him hence. Some five or six and thirty of his knights, Hot questrists 2 after him, met him at gate; Who, with some other of the lord's dependants, Are gone with him towards Dover; where they boast To have well-armed friends. Corn.

Get horses for

your mistress. Gon. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.

[Exeunt GONERIL and EDMUND. Corn. Edmund, farewell.-Go, seek the traitor

Gloster,
Pinion him like a thief ; bring him before us.

[Exeunt other Servants.
Though well we may not pass upon his life
Without the form of justice, yet our power
Shall do a courtesy: to our wrath, which men
May blame, but not control. Who's there? the trai-

tor?

Re-enter Servants, with GLOSTER.
Reg. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he.
Corn. Bind fast his corky * arms.

1 Meaning Edmund, invested with his father's titles. 2 A questrist is one who goes in quest or search of another. 36 Do a courtesy to our wrath,” simply means bend to our wrath, as a courtesy is made by bending the body.

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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.---Villain, 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 ?
Reg. Be simple answered, for we know the truth.
Corn. And what confederacy have you with the

traitors
Late footed in the kingdom ?

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.
Corn.

Cunning
Reg.

And false.
Corn. Where hast thou sent the king ?
Glo.

To Dover.
Reg.

Wherefore
To Dover? Wast thou not charged at peril
Corn. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer

that.
Glo. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand the

course,

day to be found, to teach an old corkie woman to writhe, tumble, curvet, and fetch her morice gambols as Martha Bressier did.”

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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 o 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. 4_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?

Sero. If you did wear a beard upon your chin, I'd shake it on this quarrel : what do you mean?

Corn. My villain ! [Draws, and runs at him.

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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.

2 Starred.

3 Thus the folio. The quartos read, “ that dearn time.” Dearn is dreary. The reading in the text is countenanced by Chapman's version of the 24th Iliad :

In this so sterne a time

Of night and danger.'' 4 i. e. yielded, submitted to the necessity of the occasion. 5 Villain is perhaps here used in its original sense, of one in servitude

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Serv. Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of

anger.

[Draws. They fight. Corn. 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. 0, I am slain My lord, you have one eye

left
To see some mischief on him.-0!

[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 ?
Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature,
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.
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

you? 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. [Exit CORNWALL, 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,

O my follies!

1 Requite.

2 The residue of this act is not contained in the folio of 1623.

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