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" Glou. O, let me kiss that hand ! Lear. Let me wipe it first ; it smells of mortality. Glou. O ruin'd piece of nature ! This great world Shall so wear out to nought. Dost thou know me ? Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny at me ?... "
King Lear - Page 51
by William Shakespeare - 1917 - 218 pages
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King Lear

William Shakespeare - 1972 - 356 pages
...good apothe- 130 cary, sweeten my imagination. There's money for thee. He gives flowers GLOUCESTER O, let me kiss that hand! LEAR Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. GLOUCESTER O ruined piece of nature! This great world Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou know me...
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Notes and Queries

1877 - 564 pages
...judgment that yourself arise, You live in this and dwell in lover's eyes,”— and from Lear‘I ¿ ruin'd piece of nature, this great world Shall so wear out to nought,” ie, the final separation, so far as this world is concerned, of nature and her mirror, the hunian souL...
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Suffocating Mothers: Fantasies of Maternal Origin in Shakespeare's Plays ...

Janet Adelman - 1992 - 396 pages
...me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, To sweeten my imagination. There's money for thee. GJou. 0! let me kiss that hand. Lear Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. (4.6.129—35) In tracing his mortality to its source, he revises the bravado of his triumphant “there...
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Tragic Drama and the Family: Psychoanalytic Studies from Aeschylus to Beckett

Bennett Simon - 1988 - 292 pages
...an ounce of civet: good apothecary, sweeten my imagination: there's money for thee. Cloucester: 0, let me kiss that hand! Lear: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. (4.6.126—35) This passage clearly splits woman into a divine “above”—that is, woman as breast,...
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Four Tragedies

William Shakespeare - 1994 - 964 pages
...civet; good apothecary, sweeten my imagination. There's money for thee. He gives flowers GLOUCESTER O, let me kiss that hand! LEAR Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. GLOUCESTER O ruined piece of nature! This great world Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou know me?...
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King Lear

William Shakespeare - 1994 - 176 pages
...an ounce of civet; good apothecary, Sweeten my imagination: there's money for thee.'¿ GLO'STER 0, let me kiss that hand! LEAR Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. GLO'STER 0 ruined piece of Nature! This great world Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou know me?...
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Selected Poems

William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 pages
...me an ounce of civet; good apothecary, sweeten my imagination! There's money for thee. GLOUCESTER 0, let me kiss that hand. LEAR Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. GLOUCESTER O ruined piece of nature; this great world Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou know me?...
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The Anatomy of Disgust

William Ian Miller - 1997 - 340 pages
...Political Theory 23 (1995): 476-499; it is reprinted by permission of Sage Publications. Gloucester: O, let me kiss that hand! Lear: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. DARWIN'S DISGUST MODERN PSYCHOLOGICAL INTEREST in disgust starts with Darwin, who centers it in the...
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The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations from Shakespeare

William Shakespeare, Mary Foakes, R. A. Foakes - 1998 - 538 pages
...abandon gluttony ("gormandizing"), and attend to his soul, to divine influence ("grace"). 7 Gloucester. O, let me kiss that hand! Lear. Let me wipe it first, it smells of mortality. Gloucester. O ruined piece of nature! This great world Shall so wear out to nought. King Lear, 4.6.132-5...
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Introduction to Developmental Playtherapy: Playing and Health

Sue Jennings - 1999 - 200 pages
...eyes put out by two of Lear's daughters and son-in-law. Later he meets Lear whose mind is wandering: Lear: I remember thine eyes well enough. Dost thou squiny at me? No, do thy worst, blind Cupid; I'll not love. Read thou this challenge; mark but the penning of it. Gloucester: Were all thy...
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