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Leaving free things and happy shows behind;
But then the mind much sufferance doth o’erskip,
When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship. [105]
How light and portable my pain seems now,

When that which makes me bend makes the King bow;
He childed as I father’d! Tom, away!
Mark the high noises, and thyself bewray
When false opinion, whose wrong thoughts defile thee, [110]

In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee.
What will hap more to-night, safe ’scape the King!
Lurk, lurk.
(Exit.)

Scene VII IT

(A Room in Gloucester’s Castle.)

Enter Cornwall, Regan, Goneril, Edmund, and Servants.

CORNWALL
(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
Hang him instantly.

GONERIL
Pluck out his eyes. [5]

CORNWALL
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 [10] posts shall be swift and
intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister; farewell, my Lord of Gloucester.
Enter Oswald.