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Albany Arms art thou Attendants Baft Bast Bless Blood bold Breath bring Brother Burgundy Cajus charming Chol'rick cold Cord Cordelia Cornwal cou'd dark Daugh Daughter dear Death Defign depriv'd dispatch dost thou Duke Duke of Cornwal e'er Edmund Enter Bastard Enter Edgar Enter Gloster Enter Goneril Enter Lear ev'n Exeunt Exit Eyes Fantastick Father Fellow fince Fortune foul Fiend Friend Gent Gentleman give Gloft Glost Gods Gorgon Grace Hand Head hear Heart Heav'n i'th injur'd King is't King LEAR Knave know'st Let me kiss Liege Lise Lord Love Madam Nature Night o'th Pardon Pity poison'd poor Pow'r pray prithee Regan Royal SCENE shew Shou'd Sight Sister Slave speak Storm Tears tell there's thine thou art thou dost thou hast to't Traitor twas twill Villain Virtue weep Whilst wilt wou'd wretched wrong'd
Sivu 56 - 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.
Sivu 52 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
Sivu 28 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Sivu 49 - 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...
Sivu 17 - O Lear, Lear, Lear! Beat at this gate that let thy folly in, And thy dear judgment out.
Sivu 51 - When the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter; when the thunder would not peace at my bidding ; there I found 'em, there I fmelt 'em out. Go to, they are not men o' their words ; they told me I was every thing : 'tis a lie, I am not agueproof.
Sivu 12 - Esteem, she's your's; take her, or leave her. Burg. Pardon me. Royal Lear, I but demand The Dow'r yourself propos'd, and here I take Cordelia by the Hand, Dutchess of Burgundy, Lear.
Sivu 12 - And press'd between our sentence and our pow'r, (Which nor our nature, nor our place, can bear,) We banish thee for ever from our sight And kingdom : If, when three days are expired, Thy hated trunk be found in our dominions, That moment is thy death. — Away.