To change the course: he 's full of alteration Now, sweet lord, You know the goodness I intend upon you: Edm. In honour'd love. Reg. But have you never found my brother's way To the forfended place? Edm. That thought abuses you. Reg. I am doubtful that you have been conjunct And bosom'd with her, as far as we call hers. Edm. No, by mine honour, madam. Reg. I never shall endure her: dear my lord, Be not familiar with her. Edm. Fear me not: She and the duke her husband! Enter, with drum and colours, Albany, GonERIL, and Soldiers. Gon. [Aside] I had rather lose the battle than that sister Should loosen him and me. Alb. Our very loving sister, well be-met. Sir, this I hear; the king is come to his daughter, Forced to cry out. Where I could not be honest, It toucheth us, as France invades our land, Edm. Sir, you speak nobly. Reg. Why is this reason'd? Gon. Combine together 'gainst the enemy; 20 With the ancient of war on our proceedings. Edm. I shall attend you presently at your tent. Gon. No. Reg. 'Tis most convenient; pray you, go with us. As they are going out, enter EDGAR disguised. Edg. If e'er your grace had speech with man so poor, Hear me one word. Alb. I'll overtake you. Speak. [Exeunt all but Albany and Edgar. Edg. Before you fight the battle, ope this letter. Alb. Stay till I have read the letter. And I'll appear again. I was forbid it. 40 Alb. Why, fare thee well: I will o'erlook thy paper. 50 Re-enter EDMUND. [Exit Edgar. Edm. The enemy's in view; draw up your powers. Is now urged on you. Alb. We will greet the time. Edm. To both these sisters have I sworn my love; [Exit. Each jealous of the other, as the stung Are of the adder. Which of them shall I take? Both? one? or neither? Neither can be enjoy'd, 60 If both remain alive: to take the widow Her husband being alive. Now then we'll use [Exit. 69 SCENE II. A field between the two camps. Alarum within. Enter, with drum and colours, LEAR, CORDELIA, and Soldiers, over the stage; and exeunt. Enter EDGAR and GLOUCESTER. Edg. Here, father, take the shadow of this tree For your good host; pray that the right may thrive: If ever I return to you again, I'll bring you comfort. Glou. Grace go with you, sir! [Exit Edgar. Alarum and retreat within. Re-enter EDGAR. Edg. Away, old man; give me thy hand; away! King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ta'en: Give me thy hand; come on. Glou. No farther, sir; a man may rot even here. Edg. What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure Their going hence, even as their coming hither: Ripeness is all: come on. Glou. 10 SCENE III. The British camp near Dover. Enter, in conquest, with drum and colours, EDMUND; LEAR and CORDELIA, prisoners; Captain, Soldiers, &c. Edm. Some officers take them away: good guard, Until their greater pleasures first be known That are to censure them. Cor. Lear. No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison: As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out, Edm. Take them away. Lear. Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, 20 The gods themselves throw incense. Have I caught thee? The good-years shall devour them, flesh and fell, Ere they shall make us weep: we'll see 'em starve first. Come. [Exeunt Lear and Cordelia, guarded. Edm. Come hither, captain; hark. Take thou this note [giving a paper]; go follow them to prison: One step I have advanced thee; if thou dost As this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way Capt. I'll do 't, my lord. 30 Edm. About it; and write happy when thou hast done. Mark; I say, instantly, and carry it so As I have set it down. Capt. I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats; If it be man's work, I'll do 't. [Exit. Flourish. Enter ALBANY, GONERIL, REGAN, another Captain, and Soldiers. Alb. Sir, you have shown to-day your valiant strain, 41 And fortune led you well: you have the captives That were the opposites of this day's strife: We do require them of you, so to use them As we shall find their merits and our safety May equally determine. Edm. Sir, I thought it fit To send the old and miserable king To some retention and appointed guard; Whose age has charms in it, whose title more, To pluck the common bosom on his side, 50 And turn our impress'd lances in our eyes Which do command them. With him I sent the queen; My reason all the same; and they are ready Where you shall hold your session. At this time By those that feel their sharpness: The question of Cordelia and her father Requires a fitter place. Alb. Sir, by your patience, 60 |