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Some five or six and thirty of his knights,
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.
Re-enter Servants, with Gloster.
(sider Glo. What mean your graces?--Good, my friends, conYou 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!
Corn. Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?
Corn. And what confederacy have you with the trai. Late footed in the kingdom?
[tors Reg. To whose hands have you sent the lunatic king? Speak.
Glo. I have a letter guessingly set down,
Wherefore To Dover? Wast thou not charg'd at thy peril
Corn. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that. Glo. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand the course. 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 endur'd, would have buoy'd up, And quench'd the stelled fires: yet, poor old heart, He holp the heavens to rain. If wolves had at thy gate howl'd that stern time, Thou shouldst have said, Good porter, turn the key; All cruels else subscrib'd :-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 Corn
wall plucks out one of his Eyes, and sets his
Foot on it.
Reg. One side will mock another; the other too.
Hold your hand, my lord :
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? Corn. My villain! [Draws and Runs at him,
Serv. Nay, then come on, and take the chance of anger.
[Draws. They fight. Cornwall is wounded. Reg. Give me thy sword.—[To another Servant] A
peasant stand up thus!
[Snatches a Sword, comes behind, and stabs him. Serv. O, 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
Out, treacherous villain!
O my follies!
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 bave receiv'd 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, And, in the end, meet the old course of death, Women will all turn monsters.
1 Serv. Let's follow the old earl, and get the Bedlam To lead him where he would; his roguish madness Allows itself to any thing.
[eggs, 2 Serv. Go thou; I'll fetch some flax, and whites of To apply to his bleeding face. Now, heaven help him!
Enter Gloster, led by an Old Man.
Old M. O my good lord, I have been your tenant, and your father's tenant, these fourscore years.
Glo. "Away, get thee away; good friend, be gone: Thy comforts can do me no good at all, Thee they may hurt.
Old M. Alack, sir, you cannot see your way.
Glo. I have no way, and therefore want no eyes ;
How now? Who's there? Edg. [Aside] O gods! Who is't can say, I am at the
worst? I am worse than e'er I was. Old M.
'Tis poor mad Tom. Edg. [-Aside] And worse I may be yet: The worst
Old M. Fellow, where goest?
Is it a beggar-man? Old M. Madman and beggar loo.
Glo. He has some reason, else he could not beg.
How should this be?
Glo. Is that the naked fellow?
Ay, my lord.