:04:01
From France
there comes a power
landed at our best ports.
:04:05
Thou shalt receive
both welcome
and protection.
:04:24
Good my friends;
:04:27
do me no
foul play, friends.
:04:41
The army of France
is landed. Post speedily
to my lord your husband.
:04:45
Advise him to
a most sudden preparation.
We are bound to do the like.
:04:48
Edmund, keep you
our sister company.
:04:51
How now? Where's
the traitor Gloucester?
:04:54
Bound fast
and pinioned like a thief.
:04:56
Hang him instantly.
Pluck out his eyes.
:05:01
Leave him
to my displeasure.
:05:04
Farewell,
my Lord of Gloucester.
:05:08
The revenges we are
bound to take
upon your traitorous father
:05:10
are not fit for your beholding.
:05:14
Farewell, dear sister.
:05:48
Ingrateful fox!
:05:52
O filthy traitor.
:05:54
What means
your Graces?