William Shakespeare: King Lear, Act V
Enter, with drum and colours, Edmund, Regan, Gentlemen, and Soldiers.
Or whether since he is advised by aught
To change the course: he's full of alteration
And self-reproving: bring his constant pleasure.
To a Gentleman, who goes out
You know the goodness I intend upon you:
Tell me—but truly—but then speak the truth,
Do you not love my sister?
Enter, with drum and colours, Albany, Goneril, and Soldiers
Sir, this I hear; the king is come to his daughter,
With others whom the rigor of our state
Forced to cry out. Where I could not be honest,
I never yet was valiant: for this business,
It toucheth us, as France invades our land,
Not bolds the king, with others, whom, I fear,
Most just and heavy causes make oppose.
For these domestic and particular broils
Are not the question here.
As they are going out, enter Edgar disguised
Exeunt all but Albany and Edgar
If you have victory, let the trumpet sound
For him that brought it: wretched though I seem,
I can produce a champion that will prove
What is avouched there. If you miscarry,
Your business of the world hath so an end,
And machination ceases. Fortune love you.
Here is the guess of their true strength and forces
By diligent discovery; but your haste
Is now urged on you.
Each jealous of the other, as the stung
Are of the adder. Which of them shall I take?
Both? one? or neither? Neither can be enjoy'd,
If both remain alive: to take the widow
Exasperates, makes mad her sister Goneril;
And hardly shall I carry out my side,
Her husband being alive. Now then we'll use
His countenance for the battle; which being done,
Let her who would be rid of him devise
His speedy taking off. As for the mercy
Which he intends to Lear and to Cordelia,
The battle done, and they within our power,
Shall never see his pardon; for my state
Stands on me to defend, not to debate.