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He smild at it: I told him, you were coming;
Gon. Then shall you go no further. [To Edmund.
way, May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my brother ; Hasten bis musters, and conduct his powers: I must change arms at home, and give the distaff
husband's hands. This trusty servant Shall
pass between us : ere long you are like to hear, If you dare venture in your own behalf, A mistress's command. Wear this; spare speech;
[Giving a favour. Decline your head: this kiss, if it durst speak, Would stretch thy spirits up into the air ; Conceive, and fare thee well.
Edm. Yours in the ranks of death.
Gon. My most dear Gloster! [Exit Edmund. 0, the difference of man, and man! To thee A woman's services are due; my fool Usurps my bed. Stew. Madam, here comes my lord.
Alb. O Goneril !
Cannot be border'd certain in itself;
Gon. No more; the text is foolish.
Alb. Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile : Filths savour but themselves. What have
you Tigers, not daughters, what have you perform’d? A father, and a gracious aged man, Whose reverence the head-lugg'd bear would lick, Most barbarous, most degenerate! have you
madded. Could my good brother suffer you to do it? A man, a prince, by him so benefited ? If that the heavens do not their visible spirits Send quickly down to tame these vile offences, "Twill come, Humanity must perforce prey on itself, Like monsters of the deep.
Gon. Milk-liver'd man! That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs ; Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning Thine honour from thy suffering; that not know'st, Fools do those villains pity, who are punish'd Ere they have done their mischief.
Alb. See thyself, devil!
Gon. O vain fool!
fitness To let these hands obey my blood,
They are apt enough to dislocate and tear
Enter a Messenger.
dead; Slain by bis servant, going to put out The other eye
of Gloster. Alb. Gloster's eyes! Mess. A servant that he bred, thrill’d with re
Alb. This shows you are above,
Gon. [Aside.) One way I like this well;
[Exit. Alb. Where was his 'son, when they did take liis
Alb. Knows he the wickedness?
And quit the house on purpose, that their punish
ment Might have the freer course.
Alb. Gloster, I live To thank thee for the love thou show'dst the king, And to revenge thine eyes.---Come hither, friend; Tell me what more thou knowest.
SCENE III.-The French camp, near Dover'.
Enter Kent, and a Gentleman. Kent. Why the king of France is so suddenly gone back know
Kent. Who hath he left behind him general?
Kent. Did your letters pierce the queen to any demonstration of grief? Gent. Ay, sir; she took them, read them in my
Kent. O, then it mov'd her.
Gent. Not to a rage: patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears Were like a better day: Those happy smiles,
That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know
Kent. Made she no verbal question?
Kent. It is the stars,
Gent. Why, good sir?
Gent. Alack, poor gentleman!