King LearBroadview Press, 2010 M07 10 - 240 pages The text of the play included here, prepared by Craig Walker for The Broadview Anthology of British Literature, has been acclaimed for its outstanding introductory material and annotations, and for its inclusion of parellel text versions of key scenes for which the texts of the Quarto and the Folio versions of the play are substantially different. Also included in this edition are excerpts from a variety of literary source materials (including Geoffrey on Monmouth’s Historia Regum Britanniae, the anonymous True Chronicle Historie of King Leir, and Samuel Harsnett’s A Declaration of Egregious Popish Impostures); material on the historical Annesley case that raised many of the same issues as does Shakespeare’s play; and the happy ending from Nahum Tate’s version of the play, which held the stage for 150 years after its first performance in 1681. |
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... thee Lady. To thine and Albany's issues° descendants Be this perpetual. What says our second daughter? Our dearest Regan, wife of Cornwall? Regan. I am made of that self-mettle2 as my sister, And prize me3 at her worth. In my true heart ...
... thee from this forever. The barbarous Scythian,6 Or he that makes his generation messes7 To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom 105 sun, 110 115 1 120 125 130 Be as well neighboured, pitied, and relieved,. bond Bond between daughter ...
... thee least; Nor are those empty hearted, whose low sounds Reverb no hollowness.4 Lear. Kent, on thy life no more! Kent. My life I never held but as pawn5 To wage against thine enemies, ne'er feared to lose it, Thy safety being motive ...
... thee for provision, To shield thee from disasters of the world, And on the sixth to turn thy hated back Upon our kingdom; if on the tenth day following, Thy banished trunk° be found in our dominions, body The moment is thy death. Away ...
... Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon, Be it lawful I take up what's cast away. Gods, Gods! 'Tis strange, that from their cold'st neglect My love should kindle to inflamed respect. 265 270 (To Lear.) 275 Thy dowerless daughter, King ...