King LearClarendon Press, 1924 - 200 sider |
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Side x
... heart ) how euill fits it me to haue such a sonne , and how much doth thy kindnesse vpbraid my wickednesse ? These dolefull speeches , and some others to like purpose ( well shewing they had not bene borne to the fortune they were in ...
... heart ) how euill fits it me to haue such a sonne , and how much doth thy kindnesse vpbraid my wickednesse ? These dolefull speeches , and some others to like purpose ( well shewing they had not bene borne to the fortune they were in ...
Side xi
... heart , let me intreat you to conueigh this afflicted Prince to some place of rest and securitie : amongst your worthie acts it shall be none of the least , that a king of such might and fame , & so vniustlie oppressed , is in any sort ...
... heart , let me intreat you to conueigh this afflicted Prince to some place of rest and securitie : amongst your worthie acts it shall be none of the least , that a king of such might and fame , & so vniustlie oppressed , is in any sort ...
Side 3
... heart I find she names my very deed of love ; Only she comes too short : that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious square of sense possesses And find I am alone felicitate In your dear highness ' love ...
... heart I find she names my very deed of love ; Only she comes too short : that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious square of sense possesses And find I am alone felicitate In your dear highness ' love ...
Side 4
... heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less . 80 Lear . How , how , Cordelia ! mend your speech a little , Lest it may mar your fortunes . Good my lord , Cor . You have begot me , bred me , loved ...
... heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less . 80 Lear . How , how , Cordelia ! mend your speech a little , Lest it may mar your fortunes . Good my lord , Cor . You have begot me , bred me , loved ...
Side 5
... heart from her ! Call France . Who stirs ? Call Burgundy . Cornwall and Albany , With my two daughters ' dowers digest this third : Let pride , which she calls plainness , marry her . I do invest you jointly with my power , Pre ...
... heart from her ! Call France . Who stirs ? Call Burgundy . Cornwall and Albany , With my two daughters ' dowers digest this third : Let pride , which she calls plainness , marry her . I do invest you jointly with my power , Pre ...
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Side 4 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say, They love you all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, [To love my father all.] Lear.
Side 158 - Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious.
Side 95 - 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...
Side 73 - If that the heavens do not their visible spirits Send quickly down to tame these vile offences, It will come, Humanity must perforce prey on itself, Like monsters of the deep.
Side 11 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that 'I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines Lag of a brother...
Side 4 - The mysteries of Hecate and the night; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee from this for ever.
Side 14 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, — often the surfeit of our own behaviour, — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to...
Side 95 - 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 ; And take...
Side 56 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Side 70 - Old Man. Fellow, where goest? Glou. Is it a beggar-man? Old Man. Madman and beggar too. Glou. 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: my son Came then into my mind, and yet my mind Was then scarce friends with him: I have heard more since.