King Lear
Act III, Scene 7
Gloucester’s castle.
- Enter Cornwall, Regan, Goneril, Bastard Edmund, and
- Servants.
Cornwall
1 - 3- To Goneril.
- Post speedily to my lord your husband, show him this letter.
- The army of France is landed.—Seek out the traitor
- Gloucester.
- Exeunt some of the Servants.
Regan
4- Hang him instantly.
Goneril
5- Pluck out his eyes.
Cornwall
6 - 13- Leave him to my displeasure. Edmund, keep you our sister
- company; the revenges we are bound to take upon your
- traitorous father are not fit for your beholding. Advise the
- Duke, where you are going, to a most festinate preparation;
- we are bound to the like. Our posts shall be swift and
- intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister, farewell, my
- Lord of Gloucester.
- Enter Steward Oswald.
- How now? Where’s the King?
Oswald
14 - 19- My Lord of Gloucester hath convey’d him hence.
- Some five or six and thirty of his knights,
- Hot questrists after him, met him at gate,
- Who, with some other of the lord’s dependents,
- Are gone with him toward Dover, where they boast
- To have well-armed friends.
Cornwall
20- Get horses for your mistress.
Goneril
21- Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.
Cornwall
22 - 29- Edmund, farewell.
- Exeunt Goneril, Edmund, and Oswald.
- Go seek the traitor Gloucester,
- Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us.
- Exeunt other Servants.
- Though well we may not pass upon his life
- Without the form of justice, yet our power
- Shall do a court’sy to our wrath, which men
- May blame, but not control.
- Enter Gloucester, brought in by two or three Servants.
- Who’s there? The traitor?
Regan
30- Ingrateful fox, ’tis he.
Cornwall
31- Bind fast his corky arms.
Gloucester
32 - 33- What means your Graces? Good my friends, consider
- You are my guests. Do me no foul play, friends.
Cornwall
34- Bind him, I say.
- Servants bind him.
Regan
35- Hard, hard. O filthy traitor!
Gloucester
36- Unmerciful lady as you are, I’m none.
Cornwall
37- To this chair bind him. Villain, thou shalt find—
- Regan plucks his beard.
Gloucester
38 - 39- By the kind gods, ’tis most ignobly done
- To pluck me by the beard.
Regan
40- So white, and such a traitor?
Gloucester
41 - 45- Naughty lady,
- These hairs which thou dost ravish from my chin
- Will quicken and accuse thee. I am your host,
- With robber’s hands my hospitable favors
- You should not ruffle thus. What will you do?
Cornwall
46- Come, sir, what letters had you late from France?
Regan
47- Be simple-answer’d, for we know the truth.
Cornwall
48 - 49- And what confederacy have you with the traitors
- Late footed in the kingdom?
Regan
50 - 51- To whose hands you have sent the lunatic King—
- Speak.
Gloucester
52 - 54- I have a letter guessingly set down,
- Which came from one that’s of a neutral heart,
- And not from one oppos’d.
Cornwall
55- Cunning.
Regan
56- And false.
Cornwall
57- Where hast thou sent the King?
Gloucester
58- To Dover.
Regan
59- Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charg’d at peril—
Cornwall
60- Wherefore to Dover? Let him answer that.
Gloucester
61- I am tied to th’ stake, and I must stand the course.
Regan
62- Wherefore to Dover?
Gloucester
63 - 73- Because I would not see thy cruel nails
- Pluck out his poor old eyes, nor thy fierce sister
- In his anointed flesh rash boarish fangs.
- The sea, with such a storm as his bare head
- In hell-black night endur’d, would have buoy’d up
- And quench’d the stelled fires;
- Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens to rain.
- If wolves had at thy gate howl’d that dearn time,
- Thou shouldst have said, “Good porter, turn the key.”
- All cruels else subscribe; but I shall see
- The winged vengeance overtake such children.
Cornwall
74 - 75- See’t shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair,
- Upon these eyes of thine I’ll set my foot.
Gloucester
76 - 77- He that will think to live till he be old,
- Give me some help! O cruel! O you gods!
Regan
78- One side will mock another; th’ other too.
Cornwall
79- If you see vengeance—
First Servant
80 - 83- Hold your hand, my lord!
- I have serv’d you ever since I was a child;
- But better service have I never done you
- Than now to bid you hold.
Regan
84- How now, you dog?
First Servant
85 - 86- If you did wear a beard upon your chin,
- I’ld shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean?
Cornwall
87- My villain!
- Draw and fight.
First Servant
88- Nay then come on, and take the chance of anger.
- Cornwall is wounded.
Regan
89- Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus?
- She takes a sword and runs at him behind; kills him.
First Servant
90 - 91- O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left
- To see some mischief on him. O!
- He dies.
Cornwall
92 - 93- Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vild jelly!
- Where is thy lustre now?
Gloucester
94 - 96- All dark and comfortless! Where’s my son Edmund?
- Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature,
- To quit this horrid act.
Regan
97 - 100- Out, treacherous villain!
- Thou call’st on him that hates thee. It was he
- That made the overture of thy treasons to us,
- Who is too good to pity thee.
Gloucester
101 - 102- O my follies! Then Edgar was abus’d.
- Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him!
Regan
103 - 105- Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell
- His way to Dover.
- Exit one with Gloucester.
- How is’t, my lord? How look you?
Cornwall
106 - 109- I have receiv’d a hurt; follow me, lady.—
- Turn out that eyeless villain; throw this slave
- Upon the dunghill. Regan, I bleed apace,
- Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm.
- Exit, led by Regan.
Second Servant
110 - 111- I’ll never care what wickedness I do,
- If this man come to good.
Third Servant
112 - 114- If she live long,
- And in the end meet the old course of death,
- Women will all turn monsters.
Second Servant
115 - 117- Let’s follow the old Earl, and get the Bedlam
- To lead him where he would; his roguish madness
- Allows itself to any thing.
Third Servant
118 - 119- Go thou. I’ll fetch some flax and whites of eggs
- To apply to his bleeding face. Now heaven help him!
- Exeunt severally.