Page 1873 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Kind Gods, forgive me that, and prosper him! [90]

REGAN
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
I have receiv’d a hurt. Follow me, Lady.
Turn out that eyeless villain; throw this slave
Upon the dunghill. Regan, I bleed apace: [95]
Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm.

(Exit Cornwall, led by Regan.)

SECOND SERVANT
I’ll never care what wickedness I do
If this man come to good.

THIRD SERVANT
If she live long,
And in the end meet the old course of death,

Women will all turn monsters. [100]

SECOND SERVANT
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
Go thou; I’ll fetch some flax and whites of eggs

To apply to his bleeding face. Now, heaven help him! [105]
(Exeunt severally.)