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Enter Gloster and SERVANTs.
Glost. Now, Edmund, where's the traitor Edm. Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sword Out, Mumbling of wicked charms, Glost. But where is he * Edm. Look, sir, I bleed. Glost. Where is the villain, Edmund Edm. Sir, he is fled. When by no means he could– Glost. By no means, what? Edm. Persuade me to the murder of your lordship; But that I told him the revenging gods 'Gainst parricides did all their thunders bend; Spoke with how manifold and strong a bond The child was bound to the father;-sir, in fine, Seeing how lothly opposite I stood To his unnatural purpose, in full motion,
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With his prepared sword, he charges home
Osw. Good morrow, friend: belong'st thou to this house 2 - Kent. Ask them will answer thee. Osov. Where may we set our horses : Kent. I’ th’ mire. Osw. I am in haste; pr’ythee, an’ thou lov'st me, tell me. Kent. I love thee not. Osw. Why, then, I care not for thee... Kent. An' I had thee in Lipsbury pinfold, I'd mak thee care for me. . Osw. What dost thou mean * I know thee not. Rent. But, minion, I know thee,
Osw. What dost thou know me for Kent. For a base, proud, beggarly, white-livered, glass-gazing, super-serviceable, finical rogue; one that would be a pimp in way of good service, and art nothing but a composition of knave, beggar, coward, pander, Osw. What a monstrous fellow art thou, to rail at one that is neither known of thee, nor knows thee! Kent. Impudent slave! not know me, who but two days since tripped up thy heels before the king! Draw, miscreant, or I'll make the moon shine through thee. [Drawing his sword. Osw. What means the fellow? I tell thee, I have nothing to do with thee. Kent. Draw, you rascal. I know your rogueship's office; you come with letters against the king, taking
my young lady Vanity’s part against her royal father: Draw, rascal.
Osw. Murder 1 murder! help !
Flourish of Trumpets.
|Enter DUKE of CoRNwall, ReGAN, CAPTAIN of the GUARD, and ATTENDANTs; Gloster and EDMUND.
Glost. All welcome to your graces; you do me honour. Corn. Gloster, we have heard with sorrow, that your life Has been attempted by your impious son: But Edmund here has paid you strictest duty. Glost. He did bewray his practice, and received The hurt you see, striving to apprehend him. Corn. Is he pursued
Glost. He is, my lord.
Reg. Use our authority to apprehend The traitor, and do justice on his head. For you, Edmund, that have signalized Your virtue, you from henceforth shall be ours; Natures of such firm trust we much shall need.— A charming youth, and worth my farther thought !
Corn. Lay comfort, noble Gloster, to your breast, As we to ours. This night be spent in revels. We chuse you, Gloster, for our host to-night, A troublesome expression of our love. On, to the sports before us. [Noise within.]—Who are
Enter Oswald, pursued by KENT.
Glost. Now, what’s the matter 2 Corn. Keep peace upon your lives; he dies that strikes. Whence, and what are ye? Reg. The messengers from our sister, and the king. Corn. Your difference 2 speak. Osw. I’m scarce in breath, my lord. Kent No marvel, you have so bestir'd your valour. Nature disclaims the dastard; a tailor made him. Corn. Speak yet, how grew your quarrel 2 Osw. Sir, this old ruffian here, whose life Ispared In pity to his beard, Kent. Thou essence bottle ! In pity to my beard!—Your leave, my lord, And I will tread the musk-cat into mortar. Corn. Know'st thou our presence Kent. Yes, sir, but anger has a privilege. Corn. Why art thou angry Kent. That such a slave as this should wear a sword, And have no courage; office, and no honesty; Not frost and fire hold more antipathy Than I and such a knave. Glost. Why dost thou call him knave? Rent. His countenance likes me not. C
Corn. No more, perhaps, does mine, nor his, or hers.