The Vale Shakespeare, Volume 23Hacon & Ricketts, 1900 |
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Alack ALBANY arms art thou bastard blood brother Burgundy canst comes Cordelia CURAN dead dear death dost thou doth Dover Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall Earl Earl of Gloucester EDMUND Enter Edgar Enter Gloucester Enter Kent Enter Lear Enter Oswald Exeunt Exit Edgar eyes farewell father fear Flibbertigibbet follow FOOL fortune foul fiend France gainst GENTLEMAN give Gloucester's castle gods GONERIL grace hand hath hear heart heavens hither honour horse hundred knights I'ld inform'd king KING LEAR knave lady letter look lord lov'd madam master MESSENGER nature never night noble nuncle pity poison'd poor poor Tom pray Prithee REGAN scape SCENE servant shame sirrah sister slave speak stand storm sweet lord sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thy daughters traitor trumpet villain wind yond
Popular passages
Page lvii - Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts, Singe my white head! And thou all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o
Page xix - ... enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on : an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star ! My father compounded with my mother under the dragon's tail, and my nativity was under Ursa major ; so that it follows I am rough and lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing. Edgar — Enter Edgar. And pat he comes like the...
Page cxiii - The weight of this sad time we must obey, Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
Page xcvii - And so I am, I am. LEAR. Be your tears wet? Yes, faith. I pray weep not; If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong: You have some cause, they have not. CORDELIA. No cause, no cause.
Page lxxxix - Lear. What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Page lxxxviii - Lear. Ay, every inch a king : When I do stare, see how the subject quakes. I pardon that man's life. What was thy cause ? Adultery ? Thou shalt not die : die for adultery ! No : The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly Does lecher in my sight.
Page cxii - And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Page ci - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
Page xc - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Page lx - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.