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REGAN . How now , you dog ! FIRST SERVANT . If you did wear a beard upon your chin , I’d shake it on this quarrel . What do you mean ? CORNWALL . My villain ? [ Draws , and runs at him . ] FIRST SERVANT . Nay , then , come on , and take the chance of anger . [ Draws . They fight . Cornwall is wounded . ] REGAN . [ To another servant . ] Give me thy sword . A peasant stand up thus ? [ Snatches a sword , comes behind , and stabs him . ] FIRST SERVANT . O , I am slain ! My lord , you have one eye left To see some mischief on him . O ! [ Dies . ] CORNWALL . Lest it see more , prevent it . Out , vile jelly ! Where is thy lustre now ? [ Tears out Gloucester’s other eye and throws it on the ground . ] GLOUCESTER . All dark and comfortless . Where’s my son Edmund ? Edmund , enkindle all the sparks of nature To quit this horrid act . REGAN . Out , treacherous villain ! Thou call’st on him that hates thee : it was he That made the overture of thy treasons to us ; Who is too good to pity thee . GLOUCESTER . O my follies ! Then Edgar was abus’d . Kind gods , forgive me that , and prosper him ! REGAN . Go thrust him out at gates , and let him smell His way to Dover . 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 : Untimely comes this hurt : give me your arm . [ Exit Cornwall , led by Regan ; Servants unbind Gloucester and lead him out . ] 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 . SECOND SERVANT . Let’s follow the old Earl , and get the bedlam To lead him where he would : his roguish madness Allows itself to anything . THIRD SERVANT . Go thou : I’ll fetch some flax and whites of eggs To apply to his bleeding face . Now heaven help him ! [ Exeunt . ] ACT IV SCENE I . The heath Enter Edgar . EDGAR . Yet better thus , and known to be contemn’d , Than still contemn’d and flatter’d . To be worst , The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune , Stands still in esperance , lives not in fear : The lamentable change is from the best ; The worst returns to laughter . Welcome then , Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace ; The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worst Owes nothing to thy blasts . Enter Gloucester , led by an Old Man . But who comes here ? My father , poorly led ? World , world , O world ! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee , Life would not yield to age . OLD MAN . O my good lord , I have been your tenant , and your father’s tenant these fourscore years . GLOUCESTER . Away , get thee away ; good friend , be gone . Thy comforts can do me no good at all ; Thee they may hurt .
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