King Lear: A TragedyW. and J. Richardson, and sold by B. White, 1770 - 207 sidor |
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... Sir , this young fellow's mother could , whereupon she grew round - wombed ; and had indeed , fir , a fon for her * The scene is not described in the qu's or fo's . b . The three laft fo's omit fo . The qu's read kingdoms . So the qu's ...
... Sir , this young fellow's mother could , whereupon she grew round - wombed ; and had indeed , fir , a fon for her * The scene is not described in the qu's or fo's . b . The three laft fo's omit fo . The qu's read kingdoms . So the qu's ...
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... Sir , I fhall ftudy deferving . Glo . He hath been out nine years , and away he fhall again . -The king is coming . [ Trumpets found within . So the qu's ; all the reft read , But I have a fon , fir , by , & c . f The Oxford editor ...
... Sir , I fhall ftudy deferving . Glo . He hath been out nine years , and away he fhall again . -The king is coming . [ Trumpets found within . So the qu's ; all the reft read , But I have a fon , fir , by , & c . f The Oxford editor ...
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... Sir , I do love you more than " words can * wield the matter , Dearer than eye - fight , space , and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued rich or rare ; No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honour ; i The qu's read ...
... Sir , I do love you more than " words can * wield the matter , Dearer than eye - fight , space , and liberty ; Beyond what can be valued rich or rare ; No less than life , with grace , health , beauty , honour ; i The qu's read ...
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... Sir , I am made of the self - same metal that my fifter is ; And prize me at her worth . In my true heart I find , fhe names my very deed of love ; h Only she comes too fhort ; that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which ...
... Sir , I am made of the self - same metal that my fifter is ; And prize me at her worth . In my true heart I find , fhe names my very deed of love ; h Only she comes too fhort ; that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which ...
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... Sir , there she stands , If aught within that little feeming substance , Or all of it with our displeasure piec'd , r And nothing more , may fitly like your grace , She's there , and she is yours . Bur . I know no answer . So the qu's ...
... Sir , there she stands , If aught within that little feeming substance , Or all of it with our displeasure piec'd , r And nothing more , may fitly like your grace , She's there , and she is yours . Bur . I know no answer . So the qu's ...
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1ft f 1ft q 2d fo's 2d q 3d and 4th 4th fo's againſt alters baftard beſt Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter doft duke Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall duodecimo Edgar editions Edmund Enter Kent Enter Lear Exeunt Exit eyes father feek feems fenfe fervants fhall fifter firſt fo's read followed fome Fool fpeak fpeech ftand fuch fword Gent Gentleman give Glofter Gonerill h The qu's hath heart himſelf i'th ift q infert italic is omitted king King Lear knave laſt Lear's letter lord madam mafter moft moſt muſt night nuncle purpoſe qu's omit qu's read R. P. and H reaſon reft read Regan reſt omit ſay SCENE ſeems ſenſe Shakeſpear ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpeak ſtands Stew thee thefe theſe thine thou uſe w The qu's whoſe
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Sida 165 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Sida 4 - The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ', By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be, Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee from this for ever.
Sida 173 - 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...
Sida 95 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Sida 28 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Sida 165 - 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. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Sida 155 - 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...
Sida 88 - O, reason not the need : our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's: thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Sida 4 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth.
Sida 164 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.