Glo. Let me beseech your Grace not to do so.
[His fault is much, and the good king his master 148
Will check him for 't: your purpos'd low correction
Is such as basest and contemned'st wretches
For pilferings and most common trespasses
Are punish'd with:] the king must take it ill, 152
That he, so slightly valu'd in his messenger,
Should have him thus restrain'd.
Corn. I'll answer that.
Reg. My sister may receive it much more worse
To have her gentleman abus'd, assaulted, 156
For following her affairs. Put in his legs.
[Kent is put in the stocks.]
Come, my good lord, away.
Glo. I am sorry for thee, friend; 'tis the duke's pleasure,
Whose disposition, all the world well knows, 160
Will not be rubb'd nor stopp'd: I'll entreat for thee.
Kent. Pray, do not, sir. I have watch'd and travell'd hard;
Some time I shall sleep out, the rest I'll whistle.
A good man's fortune may grow out at heels: 164
Give you good morrow!
Glo. The duke's to blame in this; 'twill be ill taken.
Kent. Good king, that must approve the common saw,
Thou out of heaven's benediction com'st 168
To the warm sun.
Approach, thou beacon to this under globe,
That by thy comfortable beams I may
149 check: reprimand
167 approve: illustrate
169 sun; cf. n.
