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William Macready [1857], King Lear. A Tragedy, in five acts, by William Shakespeare (Thomas Hailes Lacy [etc.], London) [word count] [S41000].
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Scene I. —A Room in Gloster's Castle, lights up. Enter Cornwall with a letter, Edmund, Regan, Goneril, and 4 Servants, L.

Corn.

I will have my revenge, ere I depart his house.

Edmund.

How malicious is my fortune, that I must repent to be just! This is the letter he spoke of, which approves him an intelligent party to the advantages of France. O heavens! that this treason were not, or not I the detector! but if the matter of this paper be certain, you have mighty business in hand.

Corn.

True, or false, it hath made thee Earl of Gloster. I will lay trust upon thee; and thou shalt find a dearer father in my love. Goneril, post speedily to my lord your husband; show him this letter:—the army of France is landed:—Seek out the traitor, Gloster. (crosses, R.)

Exeunt two Servants, L.

Regan.

Hang him instantly.

Goneril.

Pluck out his eyes.

(crosses, L.)

Corn.

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. Farewell, dear sister;—farewell, my lord of Gloster.

Enter Oswald, L.

How now? Where's the king?

Oswald.
My lord of Gloster hath convey'd him hence:
Some five or six and thirty of his knights,
Are gone with him towards Dover; where they boast
To have well-armed friends.

Corn.
Get horses for your mistress.
Exit Oswald L.

Goneril.
Farewell, sweet lord, and sister.
Exeunt Goneril and Edmund, L.

Corn.
Edmund, farewell,—Go, seek the traitor Gloster,
Pinion him like a thief, bring him before us. Exeunt other Servants, L.
Though well we may not pass upon his life

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Without the form of justice, yet our power
Shall do a courtesy to our wrath, which men
May blame, but not controul. Exeunt Cornwall and Regan, R.

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William Macready [1857], King Lear. A Tragedy, in five acts, by William Shakespeare (Thomas Hailes Lacy [etc.], London) [word count] [S41000].
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