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"How much do you love me my three daughters," asked King Lear (a deadly question) " I love you more than life," says the first daughter only lying for the kingdom and also longeing for the kingdom. " I love more than i could speak, if you died i would kill myself to be with you father," said the second. " I love you as much as salt is needed for meat," said the third and youngest daughter. The two oldest girls were playing a game but the youngest daughter isn't playing.
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Page 45 - is Gloster. Thou must be patient ; we came crying hither ; Thou know'st, the first time that we taste the air, "We wail and cry. I'll preach to thee : mark me. Edg. Break, lab'ring heart ! Lear. When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools. Enter PHYSICIAN and two Knights,
Page 42 - bark Seems lessened to her cock ; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight; the murm'ring surge Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the disorder make me Tumble down headlong. Glos. Set me where you stand.
Page 49 - I am a very foolish, fond old man, Fourscore and upward; and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Cor. Nay, then, farewell to patience ! Witness for me Ye mighty pow'rs, I ne'er complained till now ! Lear. Methinks, I should know you, and
Page 49 - Yet I am doubtful; for I'm mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments ; nor do I know Where I did sleep last night.—Pray, do not mock me ; For, as I am a man, I think that lady To be my child Cordelia.
Page 35 - it not pleasant to have a thousand with red-hot spits come hissing in upon them ? . Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me. Come, march to wakes, and fairs, and market towns. Edg. Tom will throw his head at 'em : 'vaunt, ye curs ! Be thy mouth or black, or white,
Page 26 - think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep :— I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, (1) Or ere I'll weep.— (Rain and thunder.) 0, gods, I shall go mad ! [Exeunt, King Lear, Kent, and the Knights, LH — Cornwall, Regan,
Page 11 - dinary men are fit for, I am qualified in ; and the best of me, is diligence. Lear. How old art thou ? Kent. Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing ; nor so old, to dote on her for any thing ; I have years on my back forty-eight. Lear. Thy name ? Kent.
Page 27 - never gave you kingdoms, called you children ; You owe me no obedience.—Then let fall Your horrible pleasure !—Here I stand your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.— (Rain, thunder, and lightning.) Yet I will call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters join'd Your high engender'd battle 'gainst a head So old and white
Page 25 - Let shame come when it will, I do not call it; I do not bid the thunder-bearer strike, Nor tell tales of thee to avenging heaven. Mend when thou canst: be better at thy leisure ;— I can be patient, I can stay with Regan, 1, and my hundred knights. Reg.
Page 36 - what is the cause of thunder? Glost. Beseech you, sir, go with me. Lear. I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban. What is your study ? Edg. How to prevent the fiend, and to kill vermin. Lear. Let me ask you a word in private Kent. His wits are quite unsettled ; good sir, let's
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