King Lear: A TragedyW. and J. Richardson, and sold by B. White, 1770 - 207 |
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... comes too fhort ; that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious i fquare of fenfe k poffeffes , And w The qu's read a for as ; and x Friend for found . y Beyond , & c . i . e . Beyond all imaginable extent ...
... comes too fhort ; that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys , Which the most precious i fquare of fenfe k poffeffes , And w The qu's read a for as ; and x Friend for found . y Beyond , & c . i . e . Beyond all imaginable extent ...
Strona 27
... comes under the prediction , there's fon against father ; the king falls from biafs of nature , there's father against child . We have feen the best of our time . Machina- tions , hollowness , treachery , and all ruinous disorders ...
... comes under the prediction , there's fon against father ; the king falls from biafs of nature , there's father against child . We have feen the best of our time . Machina- tions , hollowness , treachery , and all ruinous disorders ...
Strona 29
... comes like the catastrophe of the old comedy ; y my cue is villainous melancholy , with a figh like Tom o Bedlam - O , thefe eclipfes a do portend these divifions.b z Edg . How now , brother Edmund , what ferious contem- plation are you ...
... comes like the catastrophe of the old comedy ; y my cue is villainous melancholy , with a figh like Tom o Bedlam - O , thefe eclipfes a do portend these divifions.b z Edg . How now , brother Edmund , what ferious contem- plation are you ...
Strona 40
... comes to : he will not believe a fool . [ To Kent . Lear . A bitter fool ! - Fool . Deft thou know the difference , my boy , between a bit- ter fool and a fweet P fool ? * Lear . No , lad , teach me . " Fool . That lord that counfel'd ...
... comes to : he will not believe a fool . [ To Kent . Lear . A bitter fool ! - Fool . Deft thou know the difference , my boy , between a bit- ter fool and a fweet P fool ? * Lear . No , lad , teach me . " Fool . That lord that counfel'd ...
Strona 42
... comes one o'th ' parings . SCENE XIV . To them enter Gonerill . Lear . How now , daughter ? what makes that frontlet on ? You are too much of late i'th ' frown . m Fool . Thou waft a pretty fellow , when thou hadft no need to care for ...
... comes one o'th ' parings . SCENE XIV . To them enter Gonerill . Lear . How now , daughter ? what makes that frontlet on ? You are too much of late i'th ' frown . m Fool . Thou waft a pretty fellow , when thou hadft no need to care for ...
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Strona 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.
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 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...
Strona 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.
Strona 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...
Strona 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.
Strona 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...
Strona 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.
Strona 4 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth.
Strona 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.