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Will yield to see his daughter.
Why, good sir?
own unkindness, That stripp'd her from his benediction, turn'd her To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights To his dog-hearted daughters ;-these things sting His mind so venomously, that burning shame Detains him from Cordelia. Gen.
Alack, poor gentleman ! Kent. Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you
heard not? Gen. 'Tis so; they are afoot. Kent. Well, sir, I'll bring you to our master
A tent. 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,
· Important business.
With harlocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers,
What can man's wisdom do,
All bless'd secrets,
Enter MESSENGER. Mes.
Madam, news; The British powers are marching hitherward.
Cor. 'Tis known before; our preparation stands In expectation of them.-0 dear father, It is thy business that I go
about; Therefore great France My mourning and important tears hath pitied.
3 For importunate.
No blown 1 ambition doth our arms incite,
A room in Gloster's castle.
Enter REGAN and STEWARD.
Re. But are my brother's powers set forth ?
Ay, madam. Re.
Himself In person there?
Stew. Madam, with much ado ; Your sister is the better soldier. Re. Lord Edmund spake not with your lord at
home? Stew. No, madam. Re. What might import my sister's letter to him? Stew. I know not, lady.
Re. Faith, he is posted hence on serious matter. It was great ignorance, Gloster's eyes being out, To let him live; where he arrives, he moves All hearts against us. Edmund, I think, is gone, In pity of his misery, to despatch His nighted life; moreover, to descry The strength o' the enemy. Stew. I must needs after him, madam, with my Re. Our troups set forth to-morrow: stay with us : The ways are dangerous. Stew.
· Inflated, swelling.
may not, madam; My lady charged my duty in this business.
Re. Why should she write to Edmund ? Might
Transport her purposes by word ? Belike, Something — I know not what :- I'll love thee
much, Let me unseal the letter. Stew.
Madam, I had rather
Stew. I, madam ?
Therefore, I do advise you, take this note.%
desire her call her wisdom to her. So, fare
well. If you do chance to hear of that blind traitor, Preferment falls on him that cuts him off.
Observe what I am saying. 3 i. e. you may infer more than I have told you.
i Significant glances.
Stew. Would I could meet him, madam! I would
I do follow. Re.
Fare thee well. [Exeunt.
The country near Dover. Enter GLOSTER, and EDGAR, dressed like a peasant. Glos. When shall we come to the top of that
same hill ? Edg. You do climb up it now: look, how we
labor. Glos. Methinks, the ground is even. Edg.
Horrible steep : Hark, do you hear the sea ? Glos.
No, truly. Edg. Why, then your other senses grow imper
fect By your eyes' anguish. Glos.
So may it be, indeed : Methinks, thy voice is alter'd; and thou speak'st In better phrase and matter than thou didst. Edg. You are much deceived ; in nothing am I
changed But in my garments. Glos.
Methinks, you are better spoken. Edg. Come on, sir; here's the place : stand still.