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way, May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my brother; Hasten his musters, and conduct his powers : I must change arms at home, and give the distaff Into my 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 favor.
Edm. Yours in the ranks of death.
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.
Ti. e. the wishes we have expressed on our journey may be carried into effect.
Gon. I have been worth the whistle.1
Gon. No more; the text is foolish.
Alb. Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile : Filths savor but themselves. What have you done? 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;
I Worth calling for.
Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning
See thyself, devil !
O vain fool!
Gon. Marry, your manbood now !
Enter MESSENGER. Alb. What news? Mes. O, my good lord, the duke of Cornwall's
Slain by his servant, going to put out
Gloster's eyes !
Opposed against the act, bending his sword
This shows you are above,
Both, both, my lord.—
Gon. [aside.] One way I like this well ;
[Exit. Alb. Where was his son, when they did take his
Mes, Come with my lady hither.
He is not here.
against him; And quit the house of 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.
Kent. Why the king of France is so suddenly gone back know you the reason?
Gen. 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 required And necessary.
Kent. Who hath he left behind him general ? Gen. The mareschal of France, Monsieur le Fer.
Kent. Did your letters pierce the queen to any demonstration of grief ? Gen. Ay, sir ; she took them, read them in my
0, then it moved her ? Gen. 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 May. Those happy smiles, That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know