‘Vengeance! Plague! Death! Confusion!——
Fiery? What quality? Why, Gloster, Gloster,
I’d speak with the Duke of Cornwall, and his wife.’
Afterwards, feeling perhaps not well himself, he is inclined to admit their excuse from illness, but then recollecting that they have set his messenger (Kent) in the stocks, all his suspicions are roused again, and he insists on seeing them.
‘Enter Cornwall, Regan, Gloster, and Servants.
Lear. Good-morrow to you both.
Cornwall. Hail to your grace! |[Kent is set at liberty.|
Regan. I am glad to see your highness.
Lear. Regan, I think you are; I know what reason
I have to think so: if thou should’st not be glad,