Reg. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he.
Corn. Bind fast his corky arms.
Glou. What mean your graces? Good my friends, consider[3925][3926]
 You are my guests: do me no foul play, friends.[3925] 30
Corn. Bind him, I say. [Servants bind him.[3927]
Reg. Hard, hard. O filthy traitor!
Glou. Unmerciful lady as you are, I'm none.[3928]
Corn. To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find—

[Regan plucks his beard.[3929]

Glou. By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done[3930]
 To pluck me by the beard.[3930] 35
Reg. So white, and such a traitor!
Glou. Naughty lady,[3931]
 These hairs which thou dost ravish from my chin[3931]
 Will quicken and accuse thee: I am your host:[3932]
 With robbers' hands my hospitable favours[3933]
 You should not ruffle thus. What will you do?[3934] 40
Corn. Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?[3935]
Reg. Be simple answerer, for we know the truth.[3936]
Corn. And what confederacy have you with the traitors[3937]
 Late footed in the kingdom?[3937][3938]
Reg. To whose hands have you sent the lunatic king?[3939][3940] 45
 Speak.[3939]
Glou. I have a letter guessingly set down,[3941]
 Which came from one that's of a neutral heart
 And not from one opposed.
Corn. Cunning.
Reg. And false.
Corn. Where hast thou sent the king?
Glou. To Dover.[3942] 50
Reg. Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charged at peril—[3943]
Corn. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answer that.[3944]
Glou. I am tied to the stake, and I must stand the course.[3945]
Reg. Wherefore to Dover, sir?[3946]
Glou. Because I would not see thy cruel nails 55
 Pluck out his poor old eyes, nor thy fierce sister
 In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs.[3947]
 The sea, with such a storm as his bare head[3948]
 In hell-black night endured, would have buoy'd up,[3949]
 And quench'd the stelled fires:[3950][3951] 60
 Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens to rain.[3950][3952]
 If wolves had at thy gate howl'd that stern time,[3953]
 Thou shouldst have said, 'Good porter, turn the key,'[3954]
 All cruels else subscribed: but I shall see[3955]
 The winged vengeance overtake such children. 65
Corn. See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.
 Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.[3956]
Glou. He that will think to live till he be old,[3957]
 Give me some help! O cruel! O you gods![3958]
Reg. One side will mock another; the other too.[3959] 70
Corn. If you see vengeance—[3960]
First Serv. Hold your hand, my lord:
 I have served you ever since I was a child;[3961]
 But better service have I never done you[3962]
 Than now to bid you hold.[3962]
Reg. How now, you dog!
First Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin,[3963] 75
 I'ld shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean?[3963][3964]
Corn. My villain! [They draw and fight.[3965]
First Serv. Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger.[3966]
Reg. Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus!

[Takes a sword and runs at him behind.[3967]

First Serv. O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left[3968][3969] 80
 To see some mischief on him. O! [Dies.[3968][3970]
Corn. Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly![3971]
 Where is thy lustre now?[3972]
Glou. All dark and comfortless. Where's my son Edmund?[3973]
 Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature,[3974][3975] 85
 To quit this horrid act.[3974]
Reg. Out, treacherous villain![3976][3977]
 Thou call'st on him that hates thee: it was he[3976]
 That made the overture of thy treasons to us;[3976][3978]
 Who is too good to pity thee.[3976]
Glou. O my follies! Then Edgar was abused.[3979][3980] 90
 Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him![3979]
Reg. Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell[3979][3981][3982]
 His way to Dover. [Exit one with Gloucester.] How is't, my lord? how look you?[3979][3981][3983]
Corn. I have received a hurt: follow me, lady.
 Turn out that eyeless villain: throw this slave[3984] 95
 Upon the dunghill. Regan, I bleed apace:[3984][3985]
 Untimely comes this hurt: give me your arm. [

Exit Cornwall, led by Regan.[3984][3986]

Sec. Serv. I'll never care what wickedness I do,[3987][3988]
 If this man come to good.[3987]
Third Serv. If she live long,[3987][3989][3990]
 And in the end meet the old course of death,[3987][3990] 100
 Women will all turn monsters.[3987][3990]
Sec. Serv. Let's follow the old earl, and get the Bedlam[3987][3991]
 To lead him where he would: his roguish madness[3987][3992]
 Allows itself to any thing.[3987]
Third Serv. Go thou: I'll fetch some flax and whites of eggs[3987][3993][3994]105
 To apply to his bleeding face. Now, heaven help him!

[Exeunt severally.[3987][3994][3995]