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King Lear
[I, 1] |
Earl of Gloucester |
17 |
But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than
this, who yet is no dearer in my account. Though this knave came
something saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was
his mother fair, there was good sport at his making, and the
whoreson must be acknowledged.- Do you know this noble gentleman,
Edmund?
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2 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Earl of Gloucester |
380 |
[reads] 'This policy and reverence of age makes the world
bitter to the best of our times; keeps our fortunes from us
till our oldness cannot relish them. I begin to find an idle
and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sways,
not as it hath power, but as it is suffer'd. Come to me, that
of this I may speak more. If our father would sleep till I
wak'd him, you should enjoy half his revenue for ever, and live
the beloved of your brother,
'EDGAR.'
Hum! Conspiracy? 'Sleep till I wak'd him, you should enjoy half
his revenue.' My son Edgar! Had he a hand to write this? a heart
and brain to breed it in? When came this to you? Who brought it?
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3 |
King Lear
[I, 4] |
Lear |
584 |
Why came not the slave back to me when I call'd him?
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4 |
King Lear
[II, 1] |
Duke of Cornwall |
1023 |
How now, my noble friend? Since I came hither
(Which I can call but now) I have heard strange news.
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5 |
King Lear
[II, 1] |
Duke of Cornwall |
1060 |
You know not why we came to visit you-
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6 |
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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7 |
King Lear
[II, 4] |
Lear |
1491 |
O sides, you are too tough!
Will you yet hold? How came my man i' th' stocks?
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8 |
King Lear
[III, 4] |
Edgar |
1978 |
Child Rowland to the dark tower came;
His word was still
Fie, foh, and fum!
I smell the blood of a British man.
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9 |
King Lear
[III, 7] |
Earl of Gloucester |
2174 |
I have a letter guessingly set down,
Which came from one that's of a neutral heart,
And not from one oppos'd.
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10 |
King Lear
[IV, 1] |
Earl of Gloucester |
2284 |
He has some reason, else he could not beg.
I' th' 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.
As flies to wanton boys are we to th' gods.
They kill us for their sport.
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11 |
King Lear
[IV, 6] |
Lear |
2706 |
Ha! Goneril with a white beard? They flatter'd me like a dog,
and told me I had white hairs in my beard ere the black ones
were there. To say 'ay' and 'no' to everything I said! 'Ay' and
'no' too was no good divinity. 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 smelt 'em
out. Go to, they are not men o' their words! They told me I was
everything. 'Tis a lie- I am not ague-proof.
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12 |
King Lear
[IV, 6] |
Lear |
2781 |
If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.
I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester.
Thou must be patient. We came crying hither;
Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air
We wawl and cry. I will preach to thee. Mark.
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13 |
King Lear
[V, 3] |
Edgar |
3365 |
This would have seem'd a period
To such as love not sorrow; but another,
To amplify too much, would make much more,
And top extremity.
Whilst I was big in clamour, came there a man,
Who, having seen me in my worst estate,
Shunn'd my abhorr'd society; but then, finding
Who 'twas that so endur'd, with his strong arms
He fastened on my neck, and bellowed out
As he'd burst heaven; threw him on my father;
Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him
That ever ear receiv'd; which in recounting
His grief grew puissant, and the strings of life
Began to crack. Twice then the trumpets sounded,
And there I left him tranc'd.
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14 |
King Lear
[V, 3] |
Gentleman |
3389 |
'Tis hot, it smokes.
It came even from the heart of- O! she's dead!
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