King Lear; Or, The Undutiful Children. A Tale, Etc |
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... dear old father whom she so truly loved . She felt that she could not talk about her love ; it was too deep and tender for words . She loved her father dearly , loved him for himself , and not for the gifts he had to bestow . She knew ...
... dear old father whom she so truly loved . She felt that she could not talk about her love ; it was too deep and tender for words . She loved her father dearly , loved him for himself , and not for the gifts he had to bestow . She knew ...
Side 7
... upon his sword . Even Albany and Cornwall were shocked , and said , " Dear sir , forbear . " " Hear me , recreant , " said Lear , looking at Kent . " Take thy reward . " Then he pronounced him a banished man King Lear . 7.
... upon his sword . Even Albany and Cornwall were shocked , and said , " Dear sir , forbear . " " Hear me , recreant , " said Lear , looking at Kent . " Take thy reward . " Then he pronounced him a banished man King Lear . 7.
Side 28
... dear lord , " answered Gloster , " you know the fiery quality of the duke , how fixed he is in his own course . " " Vengeance ! plague ! death ! confusion ! fiery ? what quality ? " said Lear , in a fury . " Why , Gloster , Gloster , I ...
... dear lord , " answered Gloster , " you know the fiery quality of the duke , how fixed he is in his own course . " " Vengeance ! plague ! death ! confusion ! fiery ? what quality ? " said Lear , in a fury . " Why , Gloster , Gloster , I ...
Side 29
... said he had wronged her sister , and advised him to confess to Goneril that he had done so . The king could bear no more . " Ask her forgiveness . Say , ' Dear daughter , I confess that I am old ; age is unnecessary King Lear . 29.
... said he had wronged her sister , and advised him to confess to Goneril that he had done so . The king could bear no more . " Ask her forgiveness . Say , ' Dear daughter , I confess that I am old ; age is unnecessary King Lear . 29.
Side 42
... dear sister ! Farewell , my Lord of Gloster " -for so he called Edmund - giving him his father's title before he was dead . The steward entered . How now ? " said Cornwall . " Where's the king ? " The steward answered , " My Lord of ...
... dear sister ! Farewell , my Lord of Gloster " -for so he called Edmund - giving him his father's title before he was dead . The steward entered . How now ? " said Cornwall . " Where's the king ? " The steward answered , " My Lord of ...
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addressed Kent Alack Albany and Goneril answered Gloster asked Gloster asked Lear attendants begged brother called CHAPTER child Cordelia answered cried Cornwall cried Gloster cried Lear daughter dear death disguise Dover Duke of Albany Duke of Burgundy Duke of Cornwall Earl of Gloster Earl of Kent Edgar answered entered entreat exclaimed eyes faithful Kent farewell fear followers forgiveness gave gentleman give Gloster's castle gone Goneril and Regan grace hand haste hath hear heard heart horses howl insulted Kent answered King Lear King of France kingdom lady Lear's letter look madam master Methinks never night noble old father palace physician pitiful poor king poor Tom pray pretended rage return to Goneril say'st seek servants shocked sister sleep speak steward stocks sword talk tell thee things thou art told traitor unhappy where's my fool Where's the king Where's the villain wicked
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Side 48 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Side 52 - Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Side 60 - Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
Side 52 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me: For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Side 61 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Side 56 - Come, let's away to prison. We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage; When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out...
Side 35 - Your horrible pleasure: here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man: But yet I call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters join'd Your high engender'd battles 'gainst a head So old and white as this.
Side 61 - No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Side 36 - ... mouth. When the mind's free, The body's delicate : the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude ! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to't ? But I will punish home : No, I will weep no more. In such a night To shut me out ! Pour on ; I will endure.
Side 18 - FOOL. Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to care for her frowning; now thou art an O without a figure. I am better than thou art now ; I am a Fool, thou art nothing.