III. vi. Lear. The little dogs and all Trey, Blanch, and Sweet hart, fee they barke at me. Edg. Tom will throw his head at them, auant you curs, 70 Be thy mouth, or blacke, or white, tooth that poysons if it bite, Maftife, grayhoud, mungril, grim-houd or spaniel, brach or him, Bobtaile tike, or trudletaile, Tom will make them weep & waile, For with throwing thus my head, dogs leape the hatch and all are fled, loudla doodla come march to wakes, and faires, and market townes, poore Tom thy horne is dry. 80 (her Lear. Then let them anotomize Regan, see what breeds about 90 100 110 Kent. Now good my Lord lie here awhile. Lear. Make no noise, make no noise, draw the curtains, fo, so, so, Enter Glofter. Gloft. Come hither friend, where is the King my maister. Kent. Here fir, but trouble him not his wits are gon. Gloft. Good friend, I prithy take him in thy armes, I haue or'e heard a plot of death vpon him, Ther is a Litter ready lay him in't, & driue towards Douer frend, Take vp the King and followe me, that will to fome prouifion Kent. Oppreffed nature fleepes, This reft might yet haue balmed thy broken finewes, Come helpe to beare thy maister, thou must not stay behind. Gloft. Come, come away. Exit. Edg. When we our betters fee bearing our woes: we fcarcely [50 III. vi. Lear. The little dogges, and all; Trey, Blanch, and Sweet-heart: fee, they barke at me. 70 Tooth that poyfons if it bite: 80 90 100 Maftiffe, Grey-hound, Mongrill, Grim, Do, de, de, de: fefe: Come, march to Wakes and Fayres, Lear. Then let them Anatomize Regan: See what Enter Glofter. Kent. Now good my Lord, lye heere, and rest awhile. Lear. Make no noife, make no noife, draw the Curtaines: fo, fo, wee'l go to Supper i'th'morning. Foole. And Ile go to bed at noone. Glou. Come hither Friend: Where is the King my Mafter? Kent. Here Sir, but trouble him not, his wits are gon. There is a Litter ready, lay him in't, And driue toward Douer friend, where thou shalt meete Exeunt [299b III. vi. 120 thinke, our miferies, our foes. Who alone fuffers fuffers, moft it'h mind, Leauing free things and happy showes behind, When that which makes me bend, makes the King bow. Marke the high noyfes and thy felfe bewray, When falfe opinion whose wrong thoughts defile thee, In thy iuft proofe repeals and reconciles thee, Enter Cornwall, and Regan, and Gonorill, and Bastard. III. vii. Corn. (letter Poft fpeedily to my Lord your husband fhew him this The army of France is landed, feeke out the vilaine Gloster. Regan. Hang him instantly. Gon. Plucke out his eyes. Corn. Leaue him to my displeasure, Edmud keep you our fifter [51 The reuenge we are bound to take vpon your trayterous father, 20 Enter Steward. Stew. My Lord of Gloster hath conueyd him hence, Some fiue or fixe and thirtie of his Knights hot queftrits after Corn. Get horfes for your miftris. Gon. Farewell fweet Lord and fifter. Exit Gon. and Bast. Corn. Edmund farewell: goe feeke the traytor Glofter. Pinion him like a theefe, bring him before vs, III. vi. III. vii. Scena Septima. Enter Cornwall, Regan, Gonerill, Bastard, and Seruants. Corn. Pofte fpeedily to my Lord your husband, fhew him this Letter, the Army of France is landed: feeke out the Traitor Gloufter. Reg. Hang him inftantly. Gon. Plucke out his eyes. Corn. Leaue him to my difpleasure. Edmond, keepe you our Sifter company: the reuenges wee are bound to take vppon your Traitorous Father, are not fit for your 10 beholding. Aduice the Duke where you are going, to a most festiuate preparation: we are bound to the like. Our Poftes fhall be fwift, and intelligent betwixt vs. Farewell deere Sifter, farewell my Lord of Glouster. 20 Enter Steward. How now? Where's the King? Stew. My Lord of Gloufter hath conuey'd him hence Some fiue or fix and thirty of his Knights Hot Queftrifts after him, met him at gate, Who, with fome other of the Lords, dependants, Are gone with him toward Douer; where they boast To haue well armed Friends. Corn. Get horfes for your Miftris. Gon. Farewell fweet Lord, and Sifter. Exit Corn. Edmund farewell: go feek the Traitor Glofter, Pinnion him like a Theefe, bring him before vs: Though well we may not paffe vpon his life III. vii. 30 Without the forme of Iuftice, yet our power Shall doe a curtefie to our wrath, which men may blame Enter Glofter brought in by two or three, Reg. Ingratfull Fox tis hee. Corn. Bind faft his corkie armes. Gloft. What meanes your Graces, good my friends confider, Corn. Bind him I fay, Reg. Hard hard, O filthie traytor! Gloft. Vnmercifull Lady as you are, I am true. Corn. To this chaire bind him, villaine thou shalt find Gloft. By the kind Gods tis most ignobly done, to pluck me Gloft Naughty Ladie, thefe haires which thou doft rauifh from 40 With robbers hands, my hospitable fauours You should not ruffell thus, what will you doe. (my chin Corn. Come fir, what letters had you late from France? Reg. Be fimple anfwerer, for we know the truth. Corn. And what confederacy haue you with the tratours late [52 footed in the kingdome? Reg. To whofe hands you haue fent the lunatick King speake? Reg. Wherefore to Douer? waft thou not charg'd at perill -- Corn. Wherefore to Douer? let him first answere that. Reg. Wherefore to Douer fir? |