Gon. Holla, holla! 72
That eye that told you so look'd but a-squint.
Reg. Lady, I am not well; else I should answer
From a full-flowing stomach. General,
Take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony; 76
Dispose of them, of me; the walls are thine;
Witness the world, that I create thee here
My lord and master.
Gon. Mean you to enjoy him?
Alb. The let-alone lies not in your good will. 80
Edm. Nor in thine, lord.
Alb. Half -blooded fellow, yes.
Reg. [To Edmund.] Let the drum strike, and prove my title thine.
Alb. Stay yet; hear reason. Edmund, I arrest thee
On capital treason; and, in thy arrest, 84
This gilded serpent. [Pointing to Goneril.] For your claim, fair sister,
I bar it in the interest of my wife;
'Tis she is sub-contracted to this lord,
And I, her husband, contradict your bans. 88
If you will marry, make your love to me,
My lady is bespoke.
Gon. An interlude!
Alb. Thou art arm'd, Gloucester; let the trumpet sound:
If none appear to prove upon thy person 92
Thy heinous, manifest, and many treasons,
There is my pledge; [Throws down a glove.] I'll prove it on thy heart,
Ere I taste bread, thou art in nothing less
Than I have here proclaim'd thee.
75 stomach: passion
77 walls: figuratively, including all my possessions
80 let-alone: power to permit or hinder
90 interlude: farce
