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Glos. Good friend, I pr’ythee take him in thy

arms:

I have o'erheard a plot of death upon

him. There is a litter ready; lay him in ’t, And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt

meet
Both welcome and protection. Take up thy master :
If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his life,
With thine, and all that offer to defend him,
Stand in assured loss. Take

up,
take

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

Oppress'd nature sleeps.
This rest might yet have balm'd 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. Glos.

Come, come, away. [Exeunt 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 1 and happy shows behind :
But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip,
When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship.

i States clear from distress.

How light and portable my pain seems now,
When that, which makes me bend, makes the king

bow;

He childed, as I father'd!—Tom, away :
Mark the high noises; 1 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.

and

Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GONERIL, EDMUND,

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. Re. 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 3 preparation; we are bound to the like. Our posts shall be swift, and

The great events that are approaching. 2 Discover.

3 Hasty.

intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister ;farewell, my lord of Gloster.

Enter STEWARD.

How now? Where's the king ?
Stew. My lord of Gloster hath convey'd him

hence :
Some five or six and thirty of his knights,
Hot questrists 1 after him, met him at gate;
Who, with some other of the lord's dependents,
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

traitor ?

Re-enter Servants, with GLOSTER. Re. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he.

1 Inquirers.

2 Bend.

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Corn. Bind fast his corky arms.
Glos. 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.
Re.

Hard, hard.— filthy traitor!
Glos. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none.
Corn. To this chair bind him.-Villain, thou shalt
find-

[Regan plucks his beard.
Glos. By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done
To pluck me by the beard.

Re. So white, and such a traitor!
Glos.

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 1
You should not ruffle thus. What will

you

do ? Corn. Come, sir, what letters had you late from

France ?
Re. Be simple-answer'd, for we know the truth.
Corn. And what confederacy have you with the

traitors
Late footed in the kingdom ?
Re. To whose hands have you sent the lunatic

king? Speak.

Glos. I have a letter guessingly set down, Which came from one that's of a neutral heart,

1 Features,

And not from one opposed.
Corn.

Cunning
Re.

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

To Dover. Re.

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

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

the course. Re. Wherefore to Dover ?

Glos. 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 buoy'd up, And quench'd the stelled 1 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 subscribed : ébut I shall see The winged vengeance overtake such children. Corn. See it shalt thou never.-Fellows, hold the

chair :

1 Starry ? Yielded, submitted to the necessity of the occasion.

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