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[To the Fool. Come, come, away.

[Exeunt KENT, GLOUCESTER, and Fool, bearing off the KING.

EDG. When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
Who alone suffers, suffers most i'the mind;
Leaving free things, and happy shows behind:
But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip,
When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship.
How light and portable my pain seems now,
When that which makes me bend, makes the
king bow;

He childed, as I father'd!-Tom, away!
Mark the high noises; and thyself bewray,
When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles
thee,

In thy just proof, repeals and reconciles thee.
What will hap more to-night, safe 'scape the
king!-
Lurk, lurk.

[Exit.

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you are going, to a most festinate preparation: we are bound to the like. Our posts shall be swift and intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister:-farewell, my lord of Gloster.

Enter Oswald.

How now! Where's the king?

Osw. My lord of Gloster hath convey'd him hence:

Some five or six and thirty of his knights,
Hot questrists after him, met him at gate;
Who, with some other of the lords dependants,
Are
gone with him toward Dover; where they boast
To have well-armed friends.
CORN.

Get horses for your mistress.
[Exit OSWALD.
GON. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.
CORN. Edmund, farewell.

[Exeunt GONERIL and EDMUND. Go, seek the traitor Gloster, Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us. [Exeunt other Servants. Though well we may not pass upon his life 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?

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Late footed in the kingdom?

the rest of the dialogue.

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CORN. Wherefore to Dover?
answer that.
GLO. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand
REG. Wherefore to Dover?

GLO. Because I would not see thy cruel nails
Pluck out his poor old eyes; nor thy fierce sister
In his anointed flesh 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 shouldst have said, Good porter, turn the key;
All cruels else subscrib'd: +-but I shall see
The winged vengeance overtake such children.
CORN. See 't shalt thou never !-Fellows, hold
the chair.-

Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.

GLO. He that will think to live till he be old, Give me some help!-O cruel!-O you gods! REG. One side will mock another; the other too. CORN. If you see vengeance,1 SERV. Hold your hand, my lord! I have serv'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!

1 SERV. If you did wear a beard upon your chin, I'd shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean? CORN. My villain! [Draws.

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His way to Dover.-How is 't, my lord? How CORN. I have receiv'd a hurt:-follow me, lady.-Turn out that eyeless villain ;-throw this slave Upon the dunghill.-Regan, I bleed apace: Untimely comes this hurt: give me your arm.

[Exit CORNWALL, led by REGAN ;-Servants unbind GLOUCESTER, and lead him out." 2 SERV. I'll never care what wickedness I do, If this man come to good. 3 SERV. If she live long, And, in the end, meet the old course of death, Women will all turn monsters. [Bedlam 2 SERV. Let's follow the old earl, and get the To lead him where he would: his roguish madness Allows itself to any thing.

3 SERV. Go thou; I'll fetch some flax, and whites of eggs

To apply to's bleeding face. him!

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Now, heaven help [Exeunt severally.

-and lead him out.] In the folio the scene concludes here.

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