Welcome, my lord. I marvel our mild husband

22692000Not met us on the way.

Not met us on the way. Now, where's your master?

Madam, within, but never man so changed.

2271I told him 2003of the army that was landed;

2272He smiled at it. I told him you were 2004coming;

2273His answer was "The worse." Of Gloucester's treachery

2274And of 2005the loyal service of his son,

2275When I informed him, then he 2006called me sot

2276And told me I had turned the wrong side out.

2277What 2007he should most defy seems pleasant to him,

2278What like, 2008offensive.

What like, offensive. [To the Bastard] Then shall you go no further.

22802010It is the cowish terror of his spirit

22812011That dares not undertake. He'll not feel wrongs

22822012Which tie him to an answer. Our wishes on the way

22832013May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my brother;

22842014Hasten his musters, and conduct his powers.

22852015I must change arms at home and give the distaff

22862016Into my husband's hands. This trusty servant

22872017Shall pass between us. Ere long you are like to hear,

22882018If you dare venture in your own behalf,

22892019A mistress's command. Wear this--spare speech.

22902020Decline your head.

Decline your head. This kiss, if it durst speak,

22912021Would stretch thy spirits up into the air.

22922022Conceive--and fare you well.

Yours in the ranks of death.

Yours in the ranks of death. My most dear Gloucester.

2296To thee a woman's services are due--

22972025A fool usurps my bed.

Madam, here comes my lord.

I have been worth the whistling.

I have been worth the whistling. O Goneril,

2302You are not worth the dust which the rude wind

23032029Blows in your face. 37I fear your disposition.37.1

2303.12030That nature which contemns its origin

2303.22031Cannot be bordered certain in itself.

2303.32032She that herself will sliver and disbranch

2303.42033From her material sap, perforce must wither

2303.52034And come to deadly use.

No more, the text is foolish.

Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile.

2303.82037Filths savor but themselves. What have you done?

2303.92038Tigers, not daughters, what have you performed?

2303.102039A father, and a gracious agèd man,

2303.112040Whose reverence even the head-lugged bear would lick,

2303.122041Most barbarous, most degenerate have you madded.

2303.132042Could my good brother suffer you to do it?

2303.142043A man, a prince, by him so benefited?

2303.152044If that the heavens do not their visible spirits

2303.162045Send quickly down to tame these vile offences,

It will come. 2303.172046Humanity must perforce prey on itself

38Like monsters of the deep.38.1

Like monsters of the deep. Milk-livered man,

23052048That bearest a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs;

23062049Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning

2307Thine honor 2050from thy suffering; 40that not know'st40.1

41Fools do those villains pity 2307.12051who are punished

Ere they have done their mischief. 2307.22052Where's thy drum?

France spreads his banners in our noiseless land,

2307.32053With plumèd helm, thy flaxen biggin threats,

2307.42054Whilst thou, a moral fool, sits still and cries

2307.52055"Alack, why does he so?"

"Alack, why does he so?" See thyself, devil.

2309Proper deformity shows not in the 2057fiend

2310So horrid as in woman.

So horrid as in woman. O vain fool!

Thou changèd, and self-covered thing, for shame,

2311.22060Bemonster not thy feature. Wer't my fitness

2311.32061To let these hands obey my blood,

2311.42062They are apt enough to dislocate and tear

2311.52063Thy flesh and bones. Howe'er thou art a fiend,

2311.62064A woman's shape doth shield thee.

Marry, your manhood?--mew!

What news?

O my good lord, the Duke of Cornwall's dead,

2314Slain by 2068his servant, going to put out

2315The other eye of Gloucester.

The other eye of Gloucester. Gloucester's eyes?

A servant that he bred, thralled with remorse,

23182071Opposed against the act, bending his sword

23192072To his great master; who thereat enraged,

23202073Flew on him, and amongst them felled him dead;

23212074But not without that harmful stroke which since

23222075Hath plucked him after.

This shows you are above, 2324you justicers,

2077That these our nether crimes 2325so speedily can venge.

2078But oh, poor Gloucester, 2326lost he his other eye?

Both, both, my lord. 2328[To Goneril] This letter, madam, craves

A speedy answer. 23292080'Tis from your sister.

[Aside] One way I like this well;

23312081But being widow, and my Gloucester with her,

23322082May all the building on my fancy pluck

23332083Upon my hateful life. Another way

2334The news is not so took. [Aloud] 2084I'll read and answer.

Where was his son 2336when they did take his eyes?

Come with my lady hither.

Come with my lady hither. He is not here?

No, my good lord, I met him back again.

Knows he the wickedness?

Ay, my good lord, 'twas he informed against him,

23422090And quit the house on purpose that their punishment

23432091Might have the freer course.

Might have the freer course. Gloucester, I live

2345To thank thee for the love thou showed'st the king,

23462093And to revenge thy eyes.--Come hither, friend,

23472094Tell me what more thou knowest.