Is it a beggar-man ? at the worst" ? Old Man: Glo. Old Man. Madman and beggar too. Glo. He has some reason, else he could not beg. I' the last night's storm I such a fellow saw; Which made me think a man a worm. Edg. [Aside.] Glo. Is that the naked fellow? Old Man. Bless thee, master! Ay, my lord. Glo. Then, prithee, get thee gone; And bring some covering for this naked soul, Old Man. Alack, sir, he is mad. Glo. Do as I bid thee; above the rest, be gone. Old Man. I'll bring him the best 'parel that I have, Come on't what will. Glo. Sirrah, naked fellow, [Exit. Edg. Poor Tom's a-cold.-[Aside.] I cannot daub it further. Glo. Come hither, fellow. Edg. [Aside.] And yet I must. sweet eyes! Glo. Dost thou know Dover? Edg. Ay, master. Bless thy Glo. There is a cliff, whose high and bending head Looks fearfully in the confinèd deep : Bring me but to the very brim of it, And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear With something rich about me: from that place I shall no leading need. Edg. Give me thy arm : [Exeunt. Poor Tom shall lead thee. |
