Go find the traitor Gloucester. Tie him up like a thief and bring him here to me.
Exeunt some servants
Some servants exit.
Though well we may not pass upon his life
Without the form of justice, yet our power
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Shall do a courtesy to our wrath, which men
May blame, but not control.—Who's there? The traitor?
I can't condemn him to death without a formal trial, but I'm powerful enough that I can still do something to express my anger. Some men may blame me for doing this, but they won't be able to do anything about it.—Who's there? Is that the traitor?
Enter GLOUCESTER, brought in by two or three servants
Two or three servants bring in GLOUCESTER.
REGAN
Ingrateful fox, 'tis he.
REGAN
Ungrateful traitor! That's him.
CORNWALL
Bind fast his corky arms.
CORNWALL
Tie up his withered old arms.
GLOUCESTER
What mean your graces? Good my friends, consider
You are my guests. Do me no foul play, friends.
GLOUCESTER
What are you doing? My friends, remember that you're my guests here. Don't play any nasty tricks on me.