Page images

Gon. Sister, it is not a little I have to say of what most nearly appertains to us both. I think, our father will hence to night.

Reg. That's most certain, and with you; next month

with us.

Gon. You see how full of changes his age is; the observation we have made of it hath not been little : he al. ways loved our fifter most; and with what poor judgement he hath now cast her off, appears too grossly.

Reg. 'Tis the infirmity of his age : yet he hath ever but fienderly known himself.

Gon. The best and foundest of his time hath been but rash ; then must we look to receive from his age, not alone the imperfections of long-engrafted condition, but, therewithal, the unruly waywardness that infirm and cholerick years bring with them.

Reg. Such unconstant starts are we like to have from him, as this of Kent's banishment.

Gon. There is further compliment of leave-taking between France and him. Pray you, let us hit together : If our father carry authority with such dispositions as he bears, this last surrender of his will but offend us.

Reg. We shall further think of it.
Gon. We must do something, and i' the heat.

[Exeunt. SCENE II.

A Hall in the Earl of GLOSTER's Cafle.

Enter EDMUND, with a letter.
Edm. Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law
My services are bound : Wherefore should I
Stand in the plague of custom; and permit
The curiosity of nations to deprive me,


For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-thines
Lag of a brother? Why bastard ? wherefore base ?
When my dinensions are as well compact,
My mind as generous, and my shape as true,
As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us
With base ? with baseness ? bastardy? base, base ?
Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take
More composition and fierce quality,
Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,
Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops,
Got 'tween asleep and wake?-Well then;
Legitimate Edgar, I must liave your land :
Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund,
As to the legitimate : Fine word,-legitimate !
Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed,

my invention thrive, Edmund the base Shall top the legitimate. I grow; I prosper :Now, gods, stand up for bastards !

[ocr errors]

Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Kent banish'd thus! And France in choler parted! And the king gone to-night! subscrib’d his power! Confin’d to exhibition! All this done Upon the gad! - Edmund! How now? what news ? Edm. So please your lordship, none.

[putting up the letter, Glo. Why so earnestly seek you to put up that letter? Edm. I know no news, my lord. Glo. What paper were you reading? Edm. Nothing, my lord.

Glo. No? What needed then that terrible despatch of it into your pocket? the quality of nothing hath not such need to hide itself. Let's see: Come, if it be nothing, I shall not need spectacles.


Edm. I beseech you, fir, pardon me: it is a letter from my brother, that I have not all o'er-read; for so much as I have perused, I find it not fit for your over-looking.

Glo. Give me the letter, sir.

Edm. I shall offend, either to detain or give it. The contents, as in part I understand them, are to blame.

Glo. Let's see, let's see.

Edm. I hope, for my brother's justification, he wrote this but as an essay or taste of my virtue.

Glo. [reads.) This policy, and reverence of age, makes the world bitter to the best of our times; keeps our fortunes from us, till our oldness cannot relish them. I begin to find an idle and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny; wbo frways, not as it hath power, but as it is suffered. Come to me, that of this I may Speak more. If our father would peep till I waked bim, you should enjoy half his revenue for ever, and live the beloved of your brother, Edgar.-Humph-Conspiracy!-Sleep till I waked him, you should enjoy half bis revenue, My son Edgar! Had he a hand to write this ? a heart and brain to breed it in :-When came this to you? Who brought it?

Edm. It was not brought me, my lord, there's the cunning of it; I found it thrown in at the casement of my closet.

Glo. You know the character to be your brother's ?

Edm. If the matter were good, my lord, I durft swear it were his; but, in respect of that, I would fain think it were not.

Glo. It is his.

Edm. It is his hand, my lord; but, I hope, his heart is not in the contents.

Glo. Hath he never heretofore founded you in this bu.


Edm, Never, my lord: But I have often heard him


maintain it to be fit, that fons at perfect age, and fathers declining, the father should be as ward to the fon, and the son manage

bis revenue. Glo. O villain, villain !--His very opinion in the letter! -Abhorred villain ! Unnatural, detested, brutilh villain ! worse than brutish !-Go, firrah, seek him; I'll apprehend him :--Abominable villain !-Where is he?

Edm. I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please you to suspend your indignation against my brother, till you can derive from him better testimony of his intent, you shall run a certain course; where, if you violently proceed against him, mistaking his purpose, it would make a great gap in your own honour, and shake in pieces the heart of his obedience. I dare pawn down my life for him, that he hath writ this to feel my affection to your honour, and to no other pretence of danger. Glo. Think


fo? Edm. If your honour judge it meet, I will place you where you shall hear us confer of this, and by an auricular assurance have your satisfaction; and that without any further delay than this very evening.

Glo. He cannot be such a monster.
Edm. Nor is not, fure.

Glo. To his father, that fo tenderly and entirely loves him.--Heaven and earth!--Edmund, seek him out; wind me into him, I pray you: frame the business after your own wisdom: I would unftate myself, to be in a due resolution.

Edm. I will seek him, sir, presently; convey the business as I shall find means, and acquaint you withal,

Glo. These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the fequent effects : love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide: in cities, mutinies; in countries, difcord; in pa


[ocr errors]

laces, treason ; and the bond crack'd between fon and father. This villain of mine comes under the prediction ; there's son against father : the king falls froin bias of nature; there's father against child. We have seen the best of our time : Machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our graves ! Find out this villain, Edmund; it shall lose thee nothing; do it carefully:-And the noble and true-hearted Kent banishid ! his offence, honesty!--Strange! strange! [Exit.

Edm. This is the excellent foppery of the world! that, when we are fick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behaviour,) we make guilty of our disasters, the sun, the moon, and the stars : as if we were villains by necessity; fools, by heavenly compulfion ; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary inAluence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on : An admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star! My father compounded with my mother under the dragon's tail ; and my nativity was under ursa major; so that it follows, I am rough and lecherous.--Tut, I should have been that I am, had the maidenlieft ftar in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing. Edgar

Enter EDGAR. and pat he comes, like the catastrophe of the old comedy: My cue is villainous melancholy, with a ligh like Tom o' Bedlam.--0, these eclipses do portend these divisions ! fa, fol, la, mi.

Edg. How now, brother Edmund ? What ferious contemplation are you in?.

Edm. I am thinking, brother, of a predi&tion I read this other day, what dould follow these eclipses.

« PreviousContinue »