Page 1823 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3
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KENT
What a brazen-fac’d varlet art thou, to deny thou knowest me! Is it two days
since I tripp’d up thy heels [25] and beat thee before the King? Draw, you
rogue; for though it be night, yet the moon shines: I’ll make a sop
o’th’moonshine of you. (Drawing his sword.) You whoreson cullionly barber-
monger, draw.
OSWALD
Away! I have nothing to do with thee. [30]
KENT
Draw, you rascal; you come with letters against the King, and take Vanity the
puppet’s part against the royalty of her father. Draw, you rogue, or I’ll so
carbonado your shanks: draw, you rascal; come your ways.
OSWALD
Help, ho! murther! help! [35]
KENT
Strike, you slave; stand, rogue, stand; you neat slave, strike.
(Beats him.)
OSWALD
Help, ho! murther, murther!
Enter Edmund, with his rapier drawn.
EDMUND
How now! What’s the matter? Part!
KENT
With you, goodman boy, if you please; come, I’ll [40] flesh ye; come on,
young master.
Enter Cornwall, Regan, Gloucester, and Servants.
GLOUCESTER
