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 father'd! 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 GLOUCESTER'S Castle. Enter CORNWALL, REGAN, GONERIL, EDMUND, and Servants.

Corn. [To GONERIL.] Post speedily to my lord your husband; show him this letter: the army of France is landed. Seek out the villain Gloucester. [Exeunt some of the Servants.

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 posts shall be swift and intelligent betwixt us. Farewell,

dear sister; farewell, my Lord of Gloucester.

Enter OSWALD.

How now! where's the king?

Osw. My Lord of Gloucester hath convey'd him hence:

Some five or six and thirty of his knights,

Hot questrists 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. Corn. Edmund, farewell.

[Exeunt GONERIL, EDMUND, and OSWALD. Go seek the traitor Gloucester, 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 GLOUCESTER.

Reg. Ingrateful fox! 't is he.

Corn. Bind fast his corky arms.

Glou. What mean your graces? Good my friends, consider

You are my guests: do me no foul play, friends.

Corn. Bind him, I say.

Reg.

[Servants bind him.

Hard, hard. O filthy traitor!

Glou. Unmerciful lady as you are, I'm none. Corn. To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find[REGAN plucks his beard. Glou. By the kind gods, 't is most ignobly done To pluck me by the beard.

host:

Reg. So white, and such a traitor ! Glou. Naughty lady, These hairs, which thou dost ravish from my chin, Will quicken, and accuse thee: I am your With robbers' hands my hospitable favours You should not ruffle thus. What will you do? Corn. Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?

Reg. Be simple-answer'd, 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.

Glou. I have a letter guessingly set down, Which came from one that's of a neutral heart, And not from one opposed.

Corn.

Reg.

Cunning.

And false.

To Dover.

Corn. Where hast thou sent the king?
Glou.

Reg. Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charged at peril

Corn. Wherefore to Dover? Let him answer that.

Glou. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand

the course.

Reg. Wherefore to Dover?

Glou. 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 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 subscribe': but I shall see

The winged vengeance overtake such children. Corn. See 't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.

Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.

Glou. 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,

First 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!

First Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your

chin

I'd shake it on this quarrel.

Corn. My villain!

What do you mean?

[They draw and fight.

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

Reg. Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus!

[Takes a sword and runs at him behind.

First Serv. O! I am slain. My lord, you have

one eye left

To see some mischief on him. O!

Corn. Lest it see more, prevent it.

jelly!

Where is thy lustre now?

Glou. 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 treasons to us,
Who is too good to pity thee.

Glou. 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. [Exit one with GLOUCESTER.
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.
Second Serv. I'll never care what wickedness

If she live long,

And in the end meet the old course of death,

Women will all turn monsters.

Second Serv. Let's follow the old earl, and get the Bedlam