If ever I return to you again, I'll bring you comfort. Glost. Thanks, friendly sir; [Exit EDGAR. The fortune, your good cause deserves, betide you! roar. Where's Gloster now, that us'd to head the onset, Idle, unarm'd, and list'ning to the fight. No more of shelter, thou blind worm, but forth [A Retreat sounded. Hark! a retreat; the king, I fear, has lost. Enter Edgar. Edg. Away, old man; give me your hand; away! King Lear has lost; he and his daughter ta'en: And this, ye gods, is all that I can save Of this most precious wreck. Give me your hand. Glost. No farther, sir; a man may rot even here. Edg. What! in ill thoughts again? Men must en dure Their going hence, ev'n as their coming hither. [Exeunt. SCENE III. The Field of Battle. Flourish. Enter the Duke Of Albany, Goneril, Regan, Edmund, Captain Of The Guards, and Soldiers; with King Lear, Kent, and Cordelia, Prisoners. Alb. It is enough to have conquer'd; cruelty Should ne'er survive the fight. Captain o' the guards, Treat well your royal prisoners, till you have Our farther orders, as you hold our pleasure. Gon. Hark, sir, not as you hold our husbands' pleasure, [To the Captain, aside. But as you hold your life, despatch your pris'ners. Our empire can have no sure settlement But in their death. Capt. I shall obey your orders. Edm. Sir, I approve it safest to pronounce Sentence of death upon this wretched king, Whose age has charms in it, his title more, To draw the commons once more to his side; 'Twere best prevent Alb. Sir, by your favour, I hold you but a subject of this war, Reg. That's as we list to grace him. Have you forgot that he did lead our pow'rs? And call itself your Gon. Not so hot; brother. In his own merits he exalts himself More than in your addition. Enter Edgar, disguised. Alb. What art thou? Edg. Pardon me, sir, that I presume to stop Of what concerns you more than triumph can. If Edmund dares but trust his cause and sword, The favour that you'd instantly appoint The place where I may meet this challenger, Alb. Anon, before our tent, i' th' army's view, Edg. I thank your highness in my champion's name: He'll wait your trumpet's call. Alb. Lear. [Exit EDGAR. [Exeunt. Manent King Lear, Kent, Cordelia, Captain Of The Guard, and Soldiers. Lear. o Kent! Cordelia! You are the only pair that I e'er wrong'd, Cord. This language, sir, adds yet to our affliction. Lear. Thou, Kent, didst head the troops that fought my battle, Exposed'st thy life and fortunes for a master, Kent. Pardon me, sir, that once I broke your or Banish'd by you, I kept me here disguis'd To watch your fortunes, and protect your person: Kent. I was that Caius, Disguis'd in that coarse dress to follow you. Lear. My Caius too! Wer't thou my trusty Caius ? Enough, enough Kent. Ah me, he faints! his blood forsakes his cheek! Help, Kent, Lear. No, no, they shall not see us weep, We'll see them rot first.—Guards, lead away to prison. Come, Kent; Cordelia, come.—Ha! have I caught you? He, that parts us, must bring a brand from heav'n: Together we'll out-toil the spite of hell, And die the wonders of the world.—Away. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.. The Duke Of Albany's Tent. Flourish. Enter the Duke Of Albany, Edmund, Herald, Attendants, and Soldiers. Alb. Now, Gloster, trust to thy single virtue; for thy soldiers, All levied in my name, have in my name [herald reads. will If any man of quality within the lists of the army maintain upon Edmund, supposed Earl of Gloster, that he is a manifold traitor, let him appear by the third sound of the trumpet; he is bold in his defence. Sound; again;—again. [The Trumpet sounds at each Order; and is then answered from within. Alb. Lord Edgar. Enter Edgar! Edm. Ha! my brother! This is the only combatant I could fear; Edg. My noble prince, a word;—Ere we engage, Alb. We shall peruse it. Edg. Now, Edmund, draw thy sword, I brand thee with the spotted name of traitor, Edm. And dares Edgar, |