The Historie of King Lear.
2065Corn. Leaue him to my di
splea
sure, Edmũd keep
¶you our
si
ster
The reuenge we are bound to
¶take vpon your trayterous father,
Are not fit for your
¶beholding, adui
se the Duke where you are
To a
¶mo
st fe
stuant preparatiõ we are bound to the like,
Our
2070po
st
shall be
swift and intelligence betwixt vs,
Fare
¶well deere
si
ster, farewell my Lord of
Gloster,
¶Stew. My Lord of
Gloster hath conueyd him hence,
2075Some fiue or
sixe and thirtie of his Knights
¶hot que
strits after
him, met him at gate,
¶who with
some other of the Lords depen-
dants
¶are gone with him towards Douer, where they boa
st
¶to
haue well armed friends.
2080Corn. Get hor
ses for your mi
stris.
¶Gon. Farewell
sweet Lord and
si
ster.
Exit Gon. and Bast.
.
¶Corn. Edmund farewell. goe
seeke the traytor
Gloster.
¶Pinion him like a theefe, bring him before vs,
¶Though we may not pa
sse vpon his life
2085Without the forme of Iu
stice, yet our power
¶Shall doe a curte
sie to our wrath, which men
¶may blame
But not controule,
¶who
se there, the traytor?
¶Enter Gloster brought in by two or three,
2090Reg. Ingratfull Fox tis hee.
¶Corn. Bind fa
st his corkie armes.
¶Glost. What meanes your Graces,
¶good my friends con
sider,
You are my ge
sts,
¶doe me no foule play friends.
2095Corn. Bind him I
say,
¶Reg. Hard hard, O filthie traytor!
¶Glost. Vnmercifull Lady as you are, I am true.
¶Corn. To this chaire bind him,
¶villaine thou
shalt find---
2100Glost. By the kind Gods tis mo
st ignobly done,
¶to pluck me
by the beard.
Reg. ¶So white and
such a Traytor.
¶Glost. Naughty Ladie,
¶the
se haires which thou do
st raui
sh from
2105Will quicken and accu
se thee, I am your ho
st.
¶With robbers hands my ho
spitable fauours
¶You
should not ruffell thus, what will you doe.
¶Corn. Come
sir,
¶what letters had you late from
France?
2110Reg. Be
simple an
swerer, for we know the truth.
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