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You justicers, that these our nether crimes
Gon. [Aside.] One way I like this well;
[Exit. Alb. Where was his son, when they did take his eyes?
Mes. Come with my lady hither.
He is not here. Mes. No, my good lord; I met him back again. Alb. Knows he the wickedness?
Mes. Ay, my good lord; 'twas he inform'd against him;
And quit the house on purpose, that their punish
Might have the freer course.
Glo'ster, I live
Alb. 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.
THE FRENCH CAMP, NEAR DOVER.
Enter Kent, and a Gentleman. Kent. Why the king of France is so suddenly gone back know you the reason?
Gent. Something he left imperfect in the state, Which since his coming forth is thought of; which Imports to the kingdom so much fear and danger, That his personal return was most requir’d, And necessary.
Kent. Who hath he left behind him general? Gent. The Mareschal of France, Monsieur le
O, then it mov'd her.
As pearls from diamonds dropp'd.—In brief, sor
Would be a rarity most belov'd, if all
Could so become it.
Made she no verbal question? Gent. 'Faith, once, or twice, she heav'd the name of father
Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart;
Let pity not be believed!—There she shook
The holy water from her heavenly eyes,
It is the stars,
Kent. The stars above us, govern our conditions; Else one self mate and mate could not beget Such different issues. You spoke not with her since?
Kent. Was this before the king return'd?
Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers
That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her
To his dog-hearted daughters,--these things sting
Alack, poor gentleman! Kent. Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you
heard not? Gent. 'Tis so; they are afoot. Kent. Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master
And leave you to attend him: some dear cause
Enter Cordelia, Physician, and Soldiers. Cor. Alack, 'tis he; why, he was met even now As mad as the vex'd sea: singing aloud; Crown’d with rank fumiter, and furrow weeds, With harlocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, Darnel, and all the idle weeds that
grow In our sustaining corn.—A century send forth; Search every acre in the high-grown field, And bring him to our eye. [Exit an Officer.]-What
can man's wisdom do, In the restoring his bereaved sense? He, that helps him, take all my outward worth.
Phy. There is means, madam:
All bless'd secrets,
Cor. All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth, Spring with my tears! be aidant, and remediate, In the good man's distress!-Seek, seek for him; Lest his ungovern'd rage dissolve the life That wants the means to lead it.
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. Madam, news; The British powers are marching hitherward. Cor. "Tis known before; our preparation stands In expectation of them.-O dear father,
It is thy business that I go about;
Therefore great France
My mourning, and important tears, hath pitied.
But love, dear love, and our ag'd father's right: Soon may I hear, and see him!
A ROOM IN GLO'STER'S CASTLE.
Enter Regan and Steward.
Reg. But are my brother's powers set forth?