King LearW. A. Moore and C. S. Bernard, 1860 - 58 pages |
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William Shakespeare. Be this perpetual . What says our second daughter , Regan , wife to Cornwall ? Reg . My sister , sir , in part , express my love ; For such as her's , is mine , though more extended ; Sense has no other joy that I ...
William Shakespeare. Be this perpetual . What says our second daughter , Regan , wife to Cornwall ? Reg . My sister , sir , in part , express my love ; For such as her's , is mine , though more extended ; Sense has no other joy that I ...
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... 'd speak with the Duke of Cornwall and his wife . Glost . I have inform'd them so . Lear . Inform'd them ? dost thou understand me , man ? I tell thee , Gloster , ---- Glost . Ay , my good lord . Lear . KING LEAR . 23.
... 'd speak with the Duke of Cornwall and his wife . Glost . I have inform'd them so . Lear . Inform'd them ? dost thou understand me , man ? I tell thee , Gloster , ---- Glost . Ay , my good lord . Lear . KING LEAR . 23.
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... wife I'd speak with ' em , Now , instantly.- -Bid ' em come forth and hear me ; Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum , ' Till it cry , Sleep to death . Enter Cornwall , Regan , Page , two Soldiers , Captain of the Guard , and ...
... wife I'd speak with ' em , Now , instantly.- -Bid ' em come forth and hear me ; Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum , ' Till it cry , Sleep to death . Enter Cornwall , Regan , Page , two Soldiers , Captain of the Guard , and ...
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... Wife , Jenny Lind , Jessie Brown , Jewess , Jew of Mogadore , John Bull , John Buzby , John De Procida , † John Howard , Jonathan Bradford , Jonathan in England . Julius Cæsar , Jumbo Jum . Kais , Katharine and Petruchio Kathleen O'Neil ...
... Wife , Jenny Lind , Jessie Brown , Jewess , Jew of Mogadore , John Bull , John Buzby , John De Procida , † John Howard , Jonathan Bradford , Jonathan in England . Julius Cæsar , Jumbo Jum . Kais , Katharine and Petruchio Kathleen O'Neil ...
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... Wife 7 † Out of Place , Out to Nurse . Paddy Cary 12 Paddy the Piper 13 Parents and Guardians , Party Wall , Pas de Fascination , Passing Cloud , The Past Ten O'Clock , Patrician's Daughter , Patron , Pauline , Paul Pry , Pauvrette ...
... Wife 7 † Out of Place , Out to Nurse . Paddy Cary 12 Paddy the Piper 13 Parents and Guardians , Party Wall , Pas de Fascination , Passing Cloud , The Past Ten O'Clock , Patrician's Daughter , Patron , Pauline , Paul Pry , Pauvrette ...
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1st Knight 2d Knight Albany Albany's art thou brother Burgundy C. S. BERNARD Captain child chol'ric Cord Cordelia Corn Crosses to R.H. dark daughter dear disguise dost thou Drums Duke of Cornwall Earl of Gloster's EDWIN FORREST Enter EDGAR Enter EDMUND Enter GLOSTER Enter KING LEAR Enter OSWALD Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fellow fortune foul fiend Glos Gloster's Castle gods Goneril grace Guard hand HARVARD COLLEGE head hear heart heaven Horse i'th Irish Kent knave Kneels Ladies letter lord madam Maid Marriage master Methinks nature Office Padd Phys Physician Pinfold placket poor poor Tom pray PROMPT BOOK R.H SCENE R.H. Edm rain Regan royal servant shew sight sister speak storm sword tell thine thou art thunder traitor Trumpet sounds villain weep Whilst Wife wilt winds wretched
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Page 47 - 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 44 - 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 51 - 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 51 - 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 37 - 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 28 - 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 13 - 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 29 - 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 27 - 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 38 - 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