Edmund.
Know of the Duke, if his last purpose hold;
Or whether since he is advis'd by aught,
To change the course? He's full of Alteration,
And self-reproving. Bring * ^notehis constant pleasure.

Reg.
Our sister's man is certainly miscarry'd.

Edm.
'Tis to be doubted, Madam.

Reg.
Now, sweet Lord,

You know the goodness I intend upon you;
—Tell me—but truly—but then speak the truth,
Do you not love my sister?

Edm.
In honour'd love.6Q0210

Reg.
I never shall endure her. Dear my Lord,
Be not familiar with her.

Edm.
Fear not. She, and the Duke her husband— Enter Albany, Gonerill, and Soldiers.

Gon.
I'd rather lose the battle, than that sister
Should loosen him and me.— [Aside.

Alb.
Our very loving sister, well be met.
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Forc'd to cry out. Where I could not be honest,
I never yet was valiant: for this business,
It toucheth us, as France invades our Land,
Not holds the King, with others, whom, I fear,
Most just and heavy causes make oppose—

Edm.
Sir, you speak nobly.

Reg.
Why is this reason'd?

Gon.
Combine together 'gainst the enemy:
For these domestick and particular broils
Are not the question here.

Alb.
Let's then determine with th' Antient of war
On our proceeding.

Edm.
I shall attend you presently at your Tent.

Reg.
Sister, you'll go with us?

Gon.
No.

Reg.
'Tis most convenient. Pray you, go with us.

Gon. [Aside.]
Oh, ho, I know the riddle. I will go.

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