The History of King Lear: As it is Performed at the Theatre Royal in Covent Garden, Tom 2R. Baldwin, 1768 - 71 |
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... head . And thou all thaking thunder , Strike flat the thick rotundity o'th'world , Crack nature's mould , all germins fpill at once That make ingrateful man . Kent . Not all my belt intreaties can perfuade him Into fome needful fhelter ...
... head . And thou all thaking thunder , Strike flat the thick rotundity o'th'world , Crack nature's mould , all germins fpill at once That make ingrateful man . Kent . Not all my belt intreaties can perfuade him Into fome needful fhelter ...
Strona 35
... head So old and white as this . Oh ! oh ! ' tis foul . Kent . Hard by , fir , is a hovel that will lend Some fhelter ... heads , Find out their enemies now . Tremble , thou wretch , That haft within thee undivulged crimes , Unwhipt of ...
... head So old and white as this . Oh ! oh ! ' tis foul . Kent . Hard by , fir , is a hovel that will lend Some fhelter ... heads , Find out their enemies now . Tremble , thou wretch , That haft within thee undivulged crimes , Unwhipt of ...
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... heads , and unfed fides , Your loop'd and window'd raggedness defend you From feafons fuch as thefe ? -O , I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take phyfic : pomp ; Expofe thyself to feel what wretches feel , That thou may't shake the ...
... heads , and unfed fides , Your loop'd and window'd raggedness defend you From feafons fuch as thefe ? -O , I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take phyfic : pomp ; Expofe thyself to feel what wretches feel , That thou may't shake the ...
Strona 39
... tears begin to take his part . fo much , They mar my counterfeiting . [ Afide . Lear . The little dogs and all , Tray , Blanch , and Sweet - Heart , fee they bark at me , D4 Edg Edg . Tom will throw his head at'em : avaunt KING LEAR . 39.
... tears begin to take his part . fo much , They mar my counterfeiting . [ Afide . Lear . The little dogs and all , Tray , Blanch , and Sweet - Heart , fee they bark at me , D4 Edg Edg . Tom will throw his head at'em : avaunt KING LEAR . 39.
Strona 40
... head at'em : avaunt , ve curs . Be thy mouth , or black , or white , Tooth that poifons if it bite : Maftiff , grey - hound , mungrel grim , Hound , or fpaniel , brache , or hym : Bob tail tike , or trundle - tail , Tom will make ' em ...
... head at'em : avaunt , ve curs . Be thy mouth , or black , or white , Tooth that poifons if it bite : Maftiff , grey - hound , mungrel grim , Hound , or fpaniel , brache , or hym : Bob tail tike , or trundle - tail , Tom will make ' em ...
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Againſt Alack Albany anſwer art thou Baft Baftard baſe beſt Blefs brother Burgundy buſineſs caufe Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dear diſpatch Dover Duke Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall Earl Edmund Enter Edgar Enter Glocefter Enter Steward Exeunt Exit eyes father feek feem fellow fervant ferve fervices fhall fhame fhould fifter fight fince firft flave fleep fome fool fortune foul fiend fpeak France ftand ftill ftrange fuch fuffer fword Gent give Glo'fter Glocefter's gods Gonerill hath heart heav'n highneſs hither houſe i'th inform'd itſelf juftice Kent king King Lear knave lefs letter lord madam mafter meffenger moft moſt muft muſt myſelf nature night Phyf pleaſure poor poor Tom pray purpoſe Regan SCENE ſhall ſpeak Stew thee thefe theſe thine traitor villain where's whofe Whoſe worfe wretched yourſelf
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Strona 60 - 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. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Strona 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.
Strona 34 - 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.
Strona 56 - 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...
Strona 61 - t please your highness walk ? Lear. You must bear with me. Pray you now, forget and forgive : I am old and foolish.
Strona 33 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You 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, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Strona 54 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
Strona 33 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Strona 52 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles : half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yond...
Strona 33 - 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.