King LearH. Altemus Company, 1899 - 192 pages |
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Page 52
... art thou ? Kent . A very honest - hearted fellow , and as poor as the king . Lear . If thou be as poor for a subject , as he is for a king , thou art poor enough . What wouldst thou ? Kent . Service . Lear . Whom wouldst thou serve ...
... art thou ? Kent . A very honest - hearted fellow , and as poor as the king . Lear . If thou be as poor for a subject , as he is for a king , thou art poor enough . What wouldst thou ? Kent . Service . Lear . Whom wouldst thou serve ...
Page 81
... art thou mad , old fellow ? Glo . How fell you out ? say that . Kent . No contraries hold more antipathy , Than I and such a knave . Corn . Why dost thou call him knave ? What is his fault ? Kent . His countenance likes me not . Corn ...
... art thou mad , old fellow ? Glo . How fell you out ? say that . Kent . No contraries hold more antipathy , Than I and such a knave . Corn . Why dost thou call him knave ? What is his fault ? Kent . His countenance likes me not . Corn ...
Page 114
... thee . Lear . Didst thou give all to thy daughters ? And art thou come to this ? Edg . Who gives anything to poor Tom ? whom the foul fiend hath led through fire and through flame , through ford and whirlpool , o'er bog and quagmire ...
... thee . Lear . Didst thou give all to thy daughters ? And art thou come to this ? Edg . Who gives anything to poor Tom ? whom the foul fiend hath led through fire and through flame , through ford and whirlpool , o'er bog and quagmire ...
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Alack ALBANY arms art thou banished blood brother Burgundy canst Cordelia Corn dear Doct dost thou doth Dover duke Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall Earl of Gloster Edmund Enter EDGAR Enter GLOSTER Enter KENT Enter LEAR Exeunt LEAR Exit EDGAR eyes father fear Flibbertigibbet follow Fool fortune foul fiend France gainst Gent gentleman give GLOSTER'S Castle gods GONERIL grace hand hath hear heart heavens hither honour horse hundred knights king KING LEAR knave lady letter look lord madam man's master Methinks nature never night noble nuncle o'er OSWALD pity poor poor Tom Pr'ythee pray Re-enter Regan SCENE Servants shame sirrah sister slave speak stand storm sweet lord sword tell thee there's thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou lt thou shalt thy daughters traitor trumpet villain wind