Page 1875 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

OLD MAN

You cannot see your way.

GLOUCESTER
I have no way, and therefore want no eyes;
I stumbled when I saw. Full oft ’tis seen,
Our means secure us, and our mere defects [20]

Prove our commodities. Oh! dear son Edgar,
The food of thy abused father’s wrath;
Might I but live to see thee in my touch,
I’d say I had eyes again.

OLD MAN
How now! Who’s there?

EDGAR

(aside) O Gods! Who is’t can say ‘I am at the worst’? [25]
I am worse than e’er I was.

OLD MAN
’Tis poor mad Tom.

EDGAR
(aside) And worse I may be yet; the worst is not
So long as we can say ‘This is the worst’.

OLD MAN

Fellow, where goest?

GLOUCESTER

Is it a beggar-man?

OLD MAN
Madman and beggar too. [30]

GLOUCESTER
He has some reason, else he could not beg.