First Serv. Hold your hand, my lord:
I have served you ever since I was a child;[3961]
But better service have I never done you[3962]
Than now to bid you hold.[3962]
Reg. How now, you dog!
First Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin,[3963] 75
I'ld shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean?[3963][3964]
Corn. My villain! [They draw and fight.[3965]
First Serv. Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger.[3966]
Reg. Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus!
[Takes a sword and runs at him behind.[3967]
First Serv. O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left[3968][3969] 80
To see some mischief on him. O! [Dies.[3968][3970]
Corn. Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly![3971]
Where is thy lustre now?[3972]
Glou. All dark and comfortless. Where's my son Edmund?[3973]
Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature,[3974][3975] 85
To quit this horrid act.[3974]