The Gods themselves throw incenfe. Have I caught thee? He that parts us, fhall bring a brand from heav'n, Take thou this note; go, follow them to prifon. Does not become a fword. 3 Thy great Employment Capt. I'll do't, my Lord. Edm. About it, and write happy, when thou'ft Mark, I fay, inftantly; and carry it fo, [Exit Captain. to was of no higher degree than a captain. But he mistakes the meaning of the words. By great Employment was meant the commiffion given him for the murder; and this, the Baftard tells us afterwards, was figned by Gonerill and himself. Which was fufficient to make this Captain unaccountable for the execution. WARBURTON. VOL. VI. L SCENE Flourish. Enter Albany, Gonerill, Regan, and Soldiers. Alb. Sir, you have fhew'd to-day your valiant ftrain, And fortune led you well; you have the Captives, Who were the oppofites of this day's ftrife, We do require them of you, fo to use them, As we shall find their merits and our safety May equally determine. Edm. Sir, I thought it fit To fend the old and miferable King Which do command them. With him I fent the Queen; My reafon all the fame; and they are ready Tomorrow, or at further fpace, t' appear We fweat and bleed; the Friend hath loft kis Friend; By thofe that feel their Sharpness. The Queftion of Cordelia, and her Father, Alb. Sir, by your patience, I hold you but a Subject of this war, Reg. That's as we lift to grace him. Methinks, our pleasure might have been demanded, Ere you had spoke fo far. He led our Pow'rs; + Bore the Commiffion of my Place and Perfon; This paffage, well worthy of reftoration, is omitted in the folio. 4 Bore the Commiffion of-] Commiffion, for authority. WARBURTON. The The which immediacy may well ftand up, And call itself your brother. Gon. Not fo hot; In his own grace he doth exalt himself, More than in your advancement. By me invefted, he compeers the best. Alb. That were the most, if he should husband you Gon. Holla, Holla! That eye, that told you fo, look'd but a-squint. Gen. Mean you to enjoy him? Alb. 7 The Lett alone lies not in your good Will. Alb. Half-blooded fellow, yes. Reg. Let the drum ftrike, and prove my Title thine.' Alb. Stay yet; hear reafon. Edmund, I arreft thee On capital treafon; and, in thy Arreft, [Pointing to Gon. This gilded Serpent. For your Claim, fair fifter, I bar it in the intereft of my wife; 'Tis fhe is fub-contracted to this Lord; And I, her husband, contradict your banes. you will marry, make your love to me, My lady is bespoke. If 5 The which immediacy-] Immediacy, for representation. WARBURTON. Immediacy is rather fupremacy in oppofition to fubordination, which has quiddam medium between itfelf and power. 6 the walls are thine:] A metaphorical phrafe taken from the camp, and fignifying, to furrender a difcretion. But the Oxford Editor, for a plain reafon, alters it to, -they all are thine. WARB. 7 The Lett alone lies not in your good will.] Whether he shall not or fhall depends not on your choice, Gon. L2 Gon. An interlude!. Alb. Thou art arm'd, Glo'fter; let the trumpet found: If none appear to prove upon thy perfon Thy heinous, maniteft, and many treafons, There is my Pledge, I'll prove it on thy heart Ere I tafte bread, thou art in nothing less Than I have here proclaim'd thee. Reg. Sick, O fick Gon. If not, I'll ne'er truft medicine. [Afide. Edm. There's my exchange. What in the world he is, That names me Traitor, villain-like he lies. Alb. A herald, ho! Enter à Herald. Truft to thy fingle virtue; for thy foldiers, Reg. This ficknefs grows upon me. Alb. She is not well, convey her to my Tent. [Exit Regan led SCENE VII. Come hither, herald. Let the trumpet found, And read out this. Herald reads.. [A trumpet founds. IF any man of Quality, or Degree, within the lifts of the army, will maintain upon Edmund fuppofed Earl of Glo'fter, that he is a manifold traitor, let him This fhort exclamation of Gonerill is added in the folio edition, I fuppofe, only to break ep the fpeech of Albany, that the exhibition on the flage might be more distinct and intelligible. pear pear by the third found of the trumpet. He is bold in his defence. I trumpet. Her. Again. 2 trumpet. Her, Again, Enter Edgar, armed. Alb. Afk him his purpofes, why he appears Upon this Call o' th' trumpet. Her. What are you? Your name, your quality, and why you answer Edg. Know, my name is loft, By treafon's tooth bare-gnawn, and canker-bit; I come to cope. Alb. Which is that Adversary? Edg. What's he, that speaks for Edmund Earl of Glofter? Edm. Himfelf. What fay'ft thou to him? Edg. Draw thy Sword, That if my speech offend a noble heart, Thy arm may do thee juftice; here is mine, 8 Behold, it is my privilege, The privilege of mine Honours, my Oath, and my Profeffion. I protest, |