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Enter GONERIL and EDMUND the bastard | EGLORIN tresne twhi DEDUMN . |
GONERIL Welcome, my lord. I marvel our mild husband Not met us on the way. | OGELNRI lmcoeeW, my orld. Im rsdsieupr my ndalb buhdasn tnidd meet me on hte ywa eher. |
Enter OSWALD | WADSLO srenet. |
Now, wheres your master? | Wsehre uryo tserma? |
OSWALD Madam, withinbut never man so changed. I told him of the army that was landed. 5 He smiled at it. I told him you were coming. His answer was The worse. Of Gloucesters treachery And of the loyal service of his son, When I informed him, then he called me sot, And told me I had turned the wrong side out. 10 What most he should dislike seems pleasant to him; What like, offensive. | SDLOAW esH nisdie, amam, ubt he sah dceahng yrldictmlaaa icsen oyu tsla wsa mhi. eWnh I tdol mhi atht eht vidaning yarm sha eldnad, he usjt sdemil at me. hWne I odlt mih ouy eewr on ruyo awy, he iedeprl, Too adb. nWhe I ltod him utabo cuetlosrGes yltbaaer nad ihs nos dsunmdE yllao eecvsir, he eldacl me an toiid nad iads I ahd it all gwnro. He saw iehddlteg by teh bad wnes adn ddgtsuesi by the doog enws. |
GONERIL (to EDMUND) Then shall you go no further. It is the cowish terror of his spirit That dares not undertake. Hell not feel wrongs 15 Which tie him to an answer. Our wishes on the way May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my brother. Hasten his musters and conduct his powers. I must change names at home, and give the distaff Into my husbands hands. This trusty servant 20 Shall pass between us. Ere long you are like to hear If you dare venture in your own behalf A mistresss command. Wear this. Spare speech. Decline your head. This kiss, if it durst speak, Would stretch thy spirits up into the air. | RGEINLO (to DEMDNU) nehT tdon mcoe in hwit me. esH a corwda dna antc ciotmm ishmlef to gondi nainthgy krsyi. He sooches nto to be sietdnul aetrrh tnah gecllneha tsohe hwo fndfeo hmi. tBu atwh we tkelad butao wthi lngoing on het awy mya snoo emco treu. uEnmddenroliG may be nrirefegr to het egnngiisnb of a rcnmaoe nweeteb reh dna duEmnd. EDMUNDlrnseoiG sorwd setuggs tobh thta ehs wlli teak cahgre and tath ehs wlli ebmceo unsEmdd lveor. In naym utpsrdicono, iGernol gvesi Edmund a hnaci ahtt hse upst oradun his neck. |
EDMUND Yours in the ranks of death. | UNEMDD Im at yuor scrivee ntlui tdhae. |
GONERIL My most dear Gloucester! | RLENIGO My aedr eclurGtsoe! |
Exit EDMUND | DDNUEM xiste. |
Oh, the difference of man and man! To thee a womans services are due. 30 My fool usurps my body. | tahW a nma!cllaseyipe oecmdapr to my handbsu. Edmdnu, yuo vdseree me to be oyru nmwao. sTeerh a fool ignsahr my dbe won. |
OSWALD Madam, here comes my lord. | DALWOS maMa, my atmessr ognicm. |
Exit OSWALD | He sxeti. |
Enter ALBANY | YNLABA neesrt. |
GONERIL I have been worth the whistle. | OLIRENG So uoy fynaill ifdn me ywrhot of uoyr ittneotsna. |
ALBANY O Goneril, You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face. I fear your disposition. That nature, which contemns its origin 35 Cannot be bordered certain in itself. She that herself will sliver and disbranch From her material sap perforce must wither And come to deadly use. | AYLBNA Groienl, yuo tnrea ohwtr teh udts hte wdni bwsol in uryo afec. I dnto rustt ouy. uYo tanc ustrt nyoena hwo sasbeu reh nwo ehtrfa, hre feslh dan boodl. A aonmw owh ebkras off sinreotal tiwh her llieobndo is ilke a bacrnh ttha ietsr to rbkae aywa rfom teh eert. heS ilwl ihwert and cmeo to a adb ned. |
GONERIL No more. The text is foolish. | LEIRONG Oh, usth up. uorY wsdor aer iidoict. |
ALBANY Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile. 40 Filths savor but themselves. What have you done? Tigers, not daughters, what have you performed? A father, and a gracious agd man, Whose reverence even the head-lugged bear would lick, Most barbarous, most degenerate, have you madded. | ALBYNA daB epeplo cnat cpiepeaart iwmsod or ossedngo. They nylo ekli shgint as bad as tseeehlvms. Whta ehav ouy wot issrets eodn? ueorY rsitge, not egaurtdsh. iraacBrb drgseeenaet, ouyev nevrdi nsaien a idnykl odl ahtefr, whom eevn an aygrn erab woudl teart ntge-ly. |
45 Could my good brother suffer you to do it A man, a prince by him so benefited? If that the heavens do not their visible spirits Send quickly down to tame these vile offenses, It will come: 50 Humanity must perforce prey on itself Like monsters of the deep. | oludC my doog rhberot-in-awal nma to owmh het ingk vgae half hsi imnkegaohvd dellawo you to do it? If eht vaseenh dnot unpsih htees misrec iitmdalymee, the den lwil ceom. nmauH igbesn ilwl ebomce salancbin, klie anusorve aes hefssi. |
GONERIL Milk-livered man That bearst a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning Thine honor from thy suffering; that not knowst 55 Fools do those villains pity who are punished Ere they have done their mischief. Wheres thy drum? France spreads his banners in our noiseless land, With plumd helm thy state begins to threat, Whiles thou, a moral fool, sits still and cries, 60 Alack, why does he so? | GIONELR dwroaC! ouY ekta geeithyrnv ylign wodn, uyo utsj rtun hte tehro chyeukoe nact nvee ese eht deiecefnrf bweeetn egibn eoorhnd adn gnieb eankt agdnavaet of! If we uhipns risiclmnaBy inrsmclia, nGlrieo may be errefnrgi to ecroetlsuG, raLe, roedilaC, or lla three. |
ALBANY See thyself, devil! Proper deformity shows not in the fiend So horrid as in woman. | NAAYLB Look at ouyrself, siivhdel srhwe! A awnmo erodmefd by dertah nda ager is orme gfiyrrhino ahnt eth lvide!at stlae eht deliv is espdsopu to kolo htat ayw. |
GONERIL O vain fool! | EGOINLR ouY essesul oolf! |
ALBANY Thou changd and self-covered thing, for shame! Bemonster not thy feature. Were t my fitness 65 To let these hands obey my blood, They are apt enough to dislocate and tear Thy flesh and bones. Howeer thou art a fiend, A womans shape doth shield thee. | ABALYN hemaS on uoy, erdwap agh! uroY treu ceinmod eetsfaur rea gnttodiris rouy ydob. If I tel slyfem do wath I ayner to, Id rpi the fshle off ouyr nebso. But I onwt tktaca a wonma, even if she is a nmdeo. |
GONERIL Marry, your manhood, mew! | ORIGLNE I ezenes on uory odmohna. Ha! |
Enter FIRST MESSENGER | The TIRFS EESSEGNMR tseren. |
ALBANY 70 What news? | LANBAY ahtW news do you ibngr? |
FIRST MESSENGER O my good lord, the Duke of Cornwalls dead, Slain by his servant, going to put out The other eye of Gloucester. | RFSIT MSNEEREGS Oh my drol, the uDek of nsCwalrlo daed. He asw ieldkl by shi vnesart as he buaot to oegug uot ocseuGl-tsre thore eye. |
ALBANY Gloucesters eyes? | BALYNA rcoGelsutes esey? |
FIRST MESSENGER A servant that he bred, thrilled with remorse, 75 Opposed against the act, bending his sword To his great master; who thereat enraged Flew on him and amongst them felled him dead But not without that harmful stroke, which since Hath plucked him after. | TFSRI SENERMGSE A asrvent tcoseGurel dha iaedsr in ish esuoh, lufl of pcoicuonntm, eoppods hte nngdiilb dna edtunr sih sorwd on eth keuD of lolraCnw. aenEgrd, waolrCnl takedtca and lklied hte estvnra, utb otn hwituot inceigevr his nwo douwn, of hhiwc he elart eidd. |
ALBANY This shows you are above, 80 You justicers, that these our nether crimes So speedily can venge! But oh, poor Gloucester Lost he his other eye? | ABNLYA erehsT euijtsc in eeanhv eratf lla! haTt ehste emcris rae nisdeuph so likyucq is prfoo. But oh, roop ouGl-resetc! dDi he oles hsi reoth eye? |
FIRST MESSENGER Both, both, my lord. This letter, madam, craves a speedy answer. Tis from your sister. | FRIST GMRSEENES He lost thob, my odlr.Mmaa, hsit rtteel is rmof yruo tsrsei, and dsene an tdmaeeimi wrnase. |
GONERIL One way I like this well. But being widow, and my Gloucester with her, May all the building in my fancy pluck Upon my hateful life. Another way The news is not so tart.Ill read and answer. | IORENLG (to erlehsf) In a way Im agdl to earh ttah lolwraCn is edda. tBu on hte rtohe ndha, ddunmE is ilarvgten hiwt eanRg, how is nwo a owidw. If tmehnoisg neppsah benwete emth on eth rdoa, it dwulo terhtas my pehos of haginv mEdndu fro mleyfs nad scapneig hits lutfaeh leif. iltSl, heetr rae febtseni to gnhvai nowrClal tuo of hte wya.llI eard thsi retlet dna naerws it. |
Exit GONERIL | eSh setix. |
ALBANY 90 Where was his son when they did take his eyes? | NLBAYA eerWh was roueessltcG ons undmdE enhw tyeh gedoug shi eyse otu? |
FIRST MESSENGER Come with my lady hither. | ITSRF EGNRSESEM He aws on hsi ayw hree htiw royu eifw. |
ALBANY He is not here. | ALBANY But he itns erhe wno. |
FIRST MESSENGER No, my good lord. I met him back again. | TISFR SGNEEEMSR No, my odlr. I mte ihm oggin kcab gnaai. |
ALBANY Knows he the wickedness? | NLBAYA soDe he wkno otbau thsi ckidew cemri? |
FIRST MESSENGER Ay, my good lord. Twas he informed against him, 95 And quit the house on purpose that their punishment Might have the freer course. | FSRIT SENEESMRG eYs, my rold. He aws het one who nedunedoc ihs etfrha. He hnte telf eht uohse eilfaisclypc so ttah the nuiehsnmpt ihmtg be rridaec out owuthit neconrc orf iterh ftahre-sno bodn. |
ALBANY Gloucester, I live To thank thee for the love thou showedst the king, And to revenge thine eyes.Come hither, friend. Tell me what more thou knowst. | ANBLAY ceursletoG, llI thank oyu eofrerv fro hte eovl yuoev hnosw hte gkin. llI gte neegver for wath hyte ddi to yoru ysee.moeC eerh, my rnifed. haWt else uyo do wonk? |
Exeunt | eyhT exit. |