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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.
Reg. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he.
Corn. Bind fast his corky arms.
Glo. 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. 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 bis beard, Glo. By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done To pluck me by the beard.

Reg. So white, and such a traitor!
Glo.

Naughty lady,
These hairs, which thou dost ravish from my chin,
Will quicken, and accuse thee: I am your hoft;
With robbers' hands, my hospitable favours
You should not ruffle thus.. What will

you

do? Corn. Come, fir, 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 lunatick king? Speak.

Glo. I have a letter guessingly set down,
Which came from one that's of a neutral heart,
And not from one oppos'd.
Corn,

Cunning
Reg.

And false.

Corn.

Corn. Where haft thou sent the king?
Glo.

To Dover.
Reg.

Wherefore To Dover? Waft 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 fister In his anointed Alesh 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 should'st 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 bis chair, while CORNWALL

plucks out one of his eyes, and sets bis foot on it. Glo. He, that will think to live till he be old, Give me some help: U cruel! O ye gods!

Reg. One fide will mock another; the other too.
Corn. If you

see vengeance,Serv.

Hold your hand, my lord :
I have sery'd 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?
Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin,
I'd shake it on this quarrel: What do you inean?

Corn, Corn. My villain!

(draws, and runs at bim. Serv. Nay, then come on, and take the chance of anger.

[draws. They fight. CORNWALL is wounded. Reg. Give me thy sword.--[to another Serv.] A peasant stand

up

thus ! [fratches a sword, comes behind, and stabs bim. Serv. O, I am Nain!—My lord, you have one eye left To see some mischief on him :-0!

[dies. Corn. Left it fee more, prevent it:-Out, vile jelly ! Where is thy lustre now? (tears out Gloster's other eye, and throws it on the

ground. Glo. All dark and comfortless.--Where's my son Ed.

mund ?
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,
Glo.

O
my

follies!
Then Edgar was abus'd.--
Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him!

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 have receiv'd a hurt :-Follow me, lady.Turn out that eyeless villain ;-throw this Naye 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 bim out. 1. Serv. I'll never care what wickedness I do, If this man come to good. 2. Serv. If the live long,

And,

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. 2. Serv. Go thou; I'll fetch some flax, and whites of

eggs, To apply to his bleeding face. Now, heaven help him!

[Exeunt severally.

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Edg. Yet better thus, and known to be contemn'd,
Than still contemn'd and flatter'd. To be worst,
The lowest, and most dejected thing of fortune,
Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear :
The lamentable change is from the best ;
The worst returns to laughter. Welcome then,
Thou unsubstantial air, that I embrace !
The wretch, that thou hast blown unto the worst,
Owes nothing to thy blasts.—But who comes here?

Enter GLOSTER, led by an old Man.
My father, poorly led ?-World, world, O world!
But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee,
Life would not yield to age.

Old Man. 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 Man. Alack, sir, you cannot see your way.

Glo. I have no way, and therefore want no eyes;
I stumbled when I saw : Full oft 'tis seen,
Our mean secures us; and our mere defects
Prove our commodities.--Ah, dear fon Edgar,
The food of thy abused father's wrath!
Might I but live to see thee in my touch,
I'd say, I had eyes again!

ou

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