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King Lear
[I, 4] |
Lear |
825 |
I'll tell thee. [To Goneril] Life and death! I am asham'd
That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus;
That these hot tears, which break from me perforce,
Should make thee worth them. Blasts and fogs upon thee!
Th' untented woundings of a father's curse
Pierce every sense about thee!- Old fond eyes,
Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck ye out,
And cast you, with the waters that you lose,
To temper clay. Yea, is it come to this?
Let it be so. Yet have I left a daughter,
Who I am sure is kind and comfortable.
When she shall hear this of thee, with her nails
She'll flay thy wolvish visage. Thou shalt find
That I'll resume the shape which thou dost think
I have cast off for ever; thou shalt, I warrant thee.
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2 |
King Lear
[I, 5] |
Fool |
909 |
Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reason why the seven stars
are no moe than seven is a pretty reason.
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3 |
King Lear
[II, 4] |
Earl of Kent |
1305 |
My lord, when at their home
I did commend your Highness' letters to them,
Ere I was risen from the place that show'd
My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post,
Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth
From Goneril his mistress salutations;
Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission,
Which presently they read; on whose contents,
They summon'd up their meiny, straight took horse,
Commanded me to follow and attend
The leisure of their answer, gave me cold looks,
And meeting here the other messenger,
Whose welcome I perceiv'd had poison'd mine-
Being the very fellow which of late
Display'd so saucily against your Highness-
Having more man than wit about me, drew.
He rais'd the house with loud and coward cries.
Your son and daughter found this trespass worth
The shame which here it suffers.
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4 |
King Lear
[II, 4] |
Earl of Gloucester |
1606 |
Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds
Do sorely ruffle. For many miles about
There's scarce a bush.
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5 |
King Lear
[III, 6] |
Lear |
2077 |
Then let them anatomize Regan. See what breeds about her
heart. Is there any cause in nature that makes these hard
hearts? [To Edgar] You, sir- I entertain you for one of my
hundred; only I do not like the fashion of your garments. You'll
say they are Persian attire; but let them be chang'd.
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6 |
King Lear
[IV, 1] |
Earl of Gloucester |
2328 |
There is a cliff, whose high and bending head
Looks fearfully in the confined deep.
Bring me but to the very brim of it,
And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear
With something rich about me. From that place
I shall no leading need.
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7 |
King Lear
[IV, 3] |
Earl of Kent |
2495 |
Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i' th' town;
Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers
What we are come about, and by no means
Will yield to see his daughter.
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8 |
King Lear
[IV, 4] |
Cordelia |
2541 |
'Tis known before. Our preparation stands
In expectation of them. O dear father,
It is thy business that I go about.
Therefore great France
My mourning and important tears hath pitied.
No blown ambition doth our arms incite,
But love, dear love, and our ag'd father's right.
Soon may I hear and see him!
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9 |
King Lear
[IV, 6] |
Oswald |
2867 |
Slave, thou hast slain me. Villain, take my purse.
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body,
And give the letters which thou find'st about me
To Edmund Earl of Gloucester. Seek him out
Upon the British party. O, untimely death! Death!
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10 |
King Lear
[IV, 7] |
Earl of Kent |
3015 |
Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about; the powers of
the kingdom approach apace.
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11 |
King Lear
[V, 3] |
Edmund |
3161 |
About it! and write happy when th' hast done.
Mark- I say, instantly; and carry it so
As I have set it down.
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