He childed, as I father'd!--Tom, away; When falfe opinion, P whose wrong thoughts defile thee, What will, hap more to night; fafe 'Scape the king! [Exit Edg. SCENE X. Glo'fter's caftle. Enter Cornwall, Regan, Gonerill, Edmund, and Servants. Corn. Poft speedily to my lord your husband, fhew him this letter. The army of France is landed. Seek out the traitor Glofter. Reg. Hang him inftantly. Gon. Pluck out his eyes. Corn. Leave him to my difpleafure. Edmund, keep you our fifter company; the 9 revenges we are bound to take upon your traiterous father, are not fit for your beholding. Advise the duke, where you are going, to a most r festinate preparation; we are bound to the like. Our pofts shall be fwift and intelligent betwixt us. Farewel, dear fifter. Farewel, my lord of Glofter. So the qu's; T. alters this to whose wrong thought defiles thee, I fuppofe to make it rhyme exactly with reconciles thee: followed by W, and J. 4 The qu's read revenge. The qu's read feftuant; the 1ft f. feftivate. The qu's read intelligence. H 4 Enter Enter Steward. - How now? where's the king? Stew. My lord of Glofter hath convey'd him hence, Hot queftrifts after him, met him at gate, Are gone with him toward Dover, where they boast Corn. Get horfes for your mistrefs. Gon. Farewel, fweet lord, and fifter. [Exeunt Gon. and Edm. Corn. Edmund, farewel. -- Go feek the traitor Glofter, [To the fervants, Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us; SCENE XI. Enter Glofter prifoner, and fervants. Who's there? the traitor? Reg. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he. Corn. Bind faft his corky arms. Glo. What mean your graces? Good my friends, confider, You are my guests: do me no foul play, friends. The qu's read queftrits; P. and H. quefters. The qu's read towards. The qu's omit well. Corn Corn. Bind him, I fay. Reg. Hard, hard. O filthy traitor! [They bind him. Glo. Unmerciful lady as you are! x I'm none. Corn. To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find [Regan plucks his beard. Glo. 7 By the kind Gods 'tis moft ignobly done To pluck me by the beard. Reg. So white, and fuch a traitor? Glo, Naughty lady, These hairs which thou doft ravish from my chin You should not ruffle thus. What will you do? Corn. Come, fir, what letters had you late from France? Reg. Be fimple-anfwer'd, for we know the truth. a Corn. And what confederacy have you with the traitors Late footed in the kingdom? Reg. To whofe hands Have you fent the lunatick king? speak. Glo. I have a letter gueffingly fet down, * The qu's read I'm true. By the kind Gods is not here meant a general title given to all the gods, but this is intended as a particular appeal to those which were diftinguished by the name of the Dii hofpitales. H. 2 H. W. and J. read favour. W. has the following note. -Favours.] It is nonfenfe to understand it of gifts, kindnesses, &c. We should read favour, i. e. vifage. For they pluck'd him by the beard. W. Who understood it of kindneffes, &c.? Yet favours may stand for the filver hairs, the honours of old age, the ornament of that visage. The qu's, P. and T. read fimple-anfwerer. The 2d q. reads lately.. The 1ft q. the fo's, and R. read you have, &c. Which Which came from one that's of a neutral heart, And not from one oppos'd. Corn. Cunning Reg. And falfe. Corn. Where haft thou fent the king? Gle. To Dover. Reg. Wherefore to Dover? Waft thou not charg'd, at peril Corn. Wherefore to Dover? Let him & first answer that. Glo. I am ty'd to th' ftake, and I muft ftand the courfe. Reg. Wherefore to Dover, fir?' Glo. Because I would not fee thy cruel nails In hell-black night endur'd, would have i buoy'd up, holpt the heav'ns to m rain. Yet poor old heart he If wolves had at thy gate howl'd that stern time, "good porter, turn the key." So the qu's, T. W. and J.; the rest omit first. So the qu's; all the reft omit fir. The ad q. reads aurynted. The qu's read rafh for flick. h The ft q. reads on his lowd head; the ad of bis lou'd head. For buoy'd the 1ft q. reads bod; the ad laid; W. beil'd. So H. the ad q. 1ft f. R. and P. read teeled; the rest felled. m The qu's read rage for rain. The qu's read heard that dearne time. • T.'s duodecimo, WV. and J. read go for good. الله All cruels elfe P fubfcribe; but I shall fee The winged vengeance overtake fuch children. Corn. See't thou fhalt never. Fellows, hold the chair, Upon q thofe eyes of thine I'll fet my foot. [Glo'fter is held down while Cornwall treads out one of his eyes. Glo. He that will think to live 'till he be old, Give me fome help. O cruel! Or ye Gods! Reg. One fide will mock another; t'other too. Corn. If you fee vengeance Serv. Hold your hand, my lord. I have ferv'd s you ever fince I was a child, Than now to bid you hold. Reg. How now, you dog? Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin, [7% Corn. I'd shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean? Corn. My villain! t 1 [Draws. Serv. "Why then come on, and take the chance of anger. w [Fight, in the fcuffie Cornwall is wounded. Reg. [to another fervant.] Give me thy fword. A peafant ftand up thus? * [She takes a fword and runs at him behind. ℗ The qu's, T. W. and J. read fubfcribed. So the qu's; the reft thefe for those. So the qu's; the rest you for ye. The 1ft q. omits you. So the qu's; the reft nay for why. w This direction first put in by R. So the qu's; F. comes behind and kills him; the reft only kills him. Serv. |