Q1_scene/16: n="16" typ_e="__sce__ne"> _Ente_r_ Gonorill and Bastard. Welcome my Lord, I maruaile our mild husband Not met us on the way, now_ where is your master? Enter Stew__ard. Madame within, but never m F1_scene/16: n="2_">Enter _Gone_rill,_ Bastard, an_____d Ste___w_ard._ Welcome my Lord. I meruel_l our mild husband _Not met us on the way. Now, where is your Master? _M_________adam_ __wi_______thin, but never m Q1_scene/16: an so chang'd, I told him of the army that was landed, he smil_d at it, I told him you were coming, his answere was_ the worse, of Glosters treacherie, and of the loyall seruice of his son when I e F1_scene/16: an so chang'd: I told him _of the Army that was Landed: He smil'd at it. I told him you were _coming, His answer_ was, the worse. Of Glosters Treacher_y, And of _the loyall Seruice of his Son When I i Q1_scene/16: nform'd him, then he ca_l_d me sott, and told me I had turn_d the wrong side out, what __he should _mo_st des_ire_ seemes pleasant to him, what like_ offensiue. Then shall you go no further, it is F1_scene/16: nform'd him, then he _call'd me Sot_, And told me I had turn'd the wrong side out: What _most h____e should dislike, seemes pleasant to him; What like, offensiue._ Then shall you go no further._ It is Q1_scene/16: the cowish terrer of his spirit That dares not vndertake, he will not feele wrongs Which _tie him to an answere, our wishes on the way May proue effects, back Edga___r to my brother, Hasten his F1_scene/16: the Cowish terror of his spirit __That dares not vndertake: He will not feele wrongs _Which tye_ him to an answer_: our wishes on the way _May proue effects. Back E__dmond to my Brother,_ Hasten his Q1_scene/16: musters, and conduct his po_wers I must change _armes at home, and give the distaffe Into my husbands hands, this trus_ty seruant Shall passe between us, ere long you are like to hear If you dare F1_scene/16: Musters, and conduct his powres_. I must change nam_es at home, and give the Distaffe _Into my Husbands hands. This trustie Seruant _Shall passe between us: ere long you are like to hear (If you dare Q1_scene/16: venture in your own behalfe A mistresses command, weare this, spare speech, Decline your head: this kisse_ if it durst speak Would stretch thy spirits up into the ayre, Conceaue_ and far you well. F1_scene/16: venture in your own behalfe) A Mistresses command. Weare this; spare speech,_ Decline your head. This kisse, if it durst speak _Would stretch thy Spirits up into the ayre: _Conceiue, and f__ar____e__ Q1_scene/16: Yours in th_e ranks of death. My mo_st deer Gloster, to thee a womans seruices are dew A foole vsurps my bed._ Madam, here comes my Lord. Exit Stew. I have been worth the whistling. O Gonori F1_scene/16: __t____h_____ee we__________ll._ Y_o__urs i_____n_____ _t___he_ __r__an______ke_s __o_f____ ___de___at_____h______. E__________________xi_t__._ M__y most ____d_____e__ar____ G___l_oste_r_._ O_______ Q1_scene/16: l, you ar_e not worth the dust which the rude wind Blowes in your face, I feare your disposition That nature which contemnes in the origin Cannot be bordered certaine in itself, She that herself F1_scene/16: _, the differ_______e______n__ce________ __o_f______ _m_____________a___n,__ a__nd m___a_n_________, To__ t____h____________________________ee _a________ Wo_m__a____n______________s __se_________rui__ Q1_scene/16: will sliuer and disbranch From her materiall sap, perforce must wither, And c_ome ___to deadly vse. No more, the text is foolish. Wisedome and goodnes, to the vild seem vild, Filths sauor but th F1_scene/16: ____________c_____e______s _ar__e_________________ _d________u_______e__,_ M_y Foole vsurpe_______s__ __m_____y _b___o___________dy_._ M______a__d_a_m_____, h_________e______re__ __c_o________me_s_ m_ Q1_scene/16: emselves, what have you done? Tigers, not daughters, what have you perform'd? A father, and a gracious aged man Who_se reuerence euen the head-lugd beare w_o_uld lick. Most barbarous, most degener F1_scene/16: _______y _L_________o_rd____._ E_______n_te_______r_ _A______lban_________y.___ I have__ _b_____e______________en _wo_rth t__h___e__________________________ whistle_____._ O_____________ _Go_ne_______ Q1_scene/16: ate have you madded, Could my good brother suffer you to do it? A man, a _P_rince, by him so benifited, If tha__t the heauens do not their visible spirits Send quickly down to tame this vild offen F1_scene/16: _________r__i____ll,_ Yo_____u a_____r___________________e_____ ____not ___worth___ _t_h______________e_ __d_____ust wh_______i_c_h t____h__e r_ud_e_ w_inde_ _B____l________o______we__________________ Q1_scene/16: ces, it will __come Humanity must perforce pray on itself like monsters of the deepe. Milk-livered man That bearest a cheeke for bl_oes, a head for wrongs, Who hast not in thy browes an eye de F1_scene/16: __s _in your __face__. M________________ilke_-L______i_u_e________r_______'d_ __m_a____n_,_ Th_________a___t _bear's_____t a cheeke for blowes, a head for wrongs,_ Wh____o___________________ h________ Q1_scene/16: seruing thine honour, From thy suffering, that not know'st, fools do those vilains pitty Who are punisht ere they have done their mischiefe, Wher is thy dru___m_? France spreds his banners in our n F1_scene/16: _____________a_s__t_ __n____o_t i______n_ _th_y br_o___wes_ _an__________________________ e______________________ye_________________________-__d____i____scer_ning"> e______y__e______ d_i__s_ce__r__n_ Q1_scene/16: oyseles land, With plumed helme, thy state begins thereat Whi_l'st"> Whilst thou a morall foole sits still and cries Alack wh_y does he so? See thyself deuill, proper deformi_ty shewes not F1_scene/16: ___i______ng T_______h____in___e_____ _H__onour,_ f__rom __th______y __s_uf______fe_r______i____ng______. S_e_e thyse________lf __d___i_u_e_____l__l: Proper deformitie seemes not Q1_scene/16: in the fiend, so horrid as in woman. O vaine foole! Thou changed, and selfe-couerd thing for shame Be-monster not thy feature, were it my fitn_es To let these hands obay my blood, They are apt e F1_scene/16: in the _Fiend _So horrid as in woman._ O____________ __v___a_i_ne__ _F_______________________ool_e___. E__n_____________te___r___ _a___ M_esse__n_ger. O_ m_y g____________________o_od _ L_____________ Q1_scene/16: nough to dislecate and teare Thy flesh and bones, how ere thou art a fiend, A womans shape doth shield thee. Marry your manhood mew ~~ What newes. Enter a Gentleman. O my good Lord the Duke of C F1_scene/16: o_____r_d___________________, t__h_____e_________ _D_______uk______e_______ ____o_______f____________________ __C_or______n__________wal_ _i________s __de___a__d________,_ Sl___________a_i____________ Q1_scene/16: ornwal is dead, slaine by his seruant, going to put out the other eye of Glo_ster. Glo_sters eyes? A seruant that he bred, thra_l_d with remorse, Oppos'd against the act, bending his sword To his F1_scene/16: n___e_________ _b_______y _his Seruant, going to put out The other eye of Glouster._ Glousters eyes._ A Seruant that he bred, thrill'd with remorse,_ Oppos'd against the act: bending his Sword _To his Q1_scene/16: great master, who_ thereat inraged_ Flew on him, and amon_gst them, fe_l_d him dead, But not without that harmefull stroke, which since Hath pluckt him after. This shewes you are above you Iusti F1_scene/16: great Master, who, th_reat-enrag__'d Flew on him, and among'st them _fell'd him dead,_ But not without that harmefull stroke, which since __Hath pluckt him after._ This shewes you are above You Iusti Q1_scene/16: s_ers, That these our n_ether crimes so speedely can venge. But_ O poore Glo_ster_ lost he his other eye. Both, both_ my Lord, this letter Madam_ craues a speedy answer, it is from your sister. F1_scene/16: _ces_, _that these our neather crimes So speedily can venge. _But (O poore Glouster) Lost he his other eye? _Both, both, my Lord. This Letter Madam, craues a speedy __answer: _It is from your Sister._ Q1_scene/16: One way I like this well, But being wi_dow_ and my Glo_ster with her, May all the building on my fancie plucke, upon my hatefull life, another way the newes is not so tooke, I will reade and_ ans F1_scene/16: One way I like this well._ But being widdow, and my Glouster with her,_ May all the building in my fancie plucke __upon my hatefull life. Another way The Newes is not so tar_t. _I will re___a_d_, an_ Q1_scene/16: wer. _E_xit. Where was his son_ when they did take his eyes. Come with my Lady hither. He is not here. No my good Lord_ I met him back again. Knowes he the wickednesse. Aye my good Lord_ it wa F1_scene/16: _d_ __answer._ Where was his Son, When they did take his eyes? _Come with my Lady hither._ He is not here._ No my good Lord, I met him back again._ Knowes he the wickednesse? __Aye my good Lord: it wa Q1_scene/16: s he inform_d against him, And quit the house on purpose_ that their punishment Might have the freer course. Glo_ster_ I live to thanke thee for the love thou shewedst the King, And to reuenge F1_scene/16: s he inform'd against him __And quit the house on purpose, that their punishment __Might have the freer course._ Glouster, I live To thanke thee for the love thou shew'dst the __King,__ And to reuenge Q1_scene/16: t__hy eyes, come hither friend, Tell me what more thou knowest._ Exi__t. F1_scene/16: thine eyes. Come hither Friend,_ Tell me what more thou know'st. Exeunt.___