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Is on the life of Lear, and on Cordelia.
Run, run! 0, rup!
Edm. Well thought on: take my sword,
Haste thee, for thy life. (Exit EDGAR.
[EDMUND is borne off.
Enter LBAR, with CORDELIA dead in his Arms; EDGAR,
Officer, and Others,
Is this the promis'd end?
Fall, and cease!
'T is noble Kent, your friend.
Did I not,
What is 't thou say'st? - Her voice was ever soft,
Off. 'T is true, my lords, he did.
Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and hated,
Lear. This is a dull sight. — Are you pot Kent?
Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that ;
Kent. No, my good lord; I am the very man
Kent. That from your first of difference and decay,
You are welcome hither.
Ay, so I think.
Enter an Officer.
That's but a trifle here.
To him our absolute power. - You, to your rights,
[To EDGAR and Kent.
Lear. And my poor fool is hang’d! No, no, no life:
(He dies. Edg.
He faints ! My lord, my lord! Kent. Break, heart; I pr’ythee, break! Edg.
Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost: 0! let him pass: he hates him, That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer. Edg.
indeed. kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long: He but usurp'd his life.
Alb. Bear them from hence. Our present business Is general woe. - Friends of my soul, you twain
[To Kent and EDGAR. Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state sustain.
Kent. I have a journey, Sir, shortly to go:
Alb. The weight of this sad time we must obey;
[Exeunt, with a dead March.
He is gone,
0 T E L L 0, THE MOOR OF VENICE
DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. Duke of Venice.
MONTANO, Governor of Cyprus. BRABANTIO, a Senator.
Clown, Servant to Othello. Two other Senators.
Herald GRATIANO, Brother to Brabantio. LODOVICO, Kinsman to Brabantio. OTHELLO, the Moor.
DESDEMONA, Daughter to BraCASSIO, bis Lieutenant.
bantio, and Wife to Othello. IAGO, bis Ancient.
EMILIA, Wife to lago. RODERIGO, a Venetian Gentleman. BIANCA, Mistress to Cassio. Officers, Gentlemen, Messengers, Musicians, Sailors, Attendants, &c. SCENE, for the first Act, in Venice; during the rest of the Play, at a
Sea-Port in Cyprus.
ACT I. SCENE I.
Venice. A Street.
Enter RODERIGO and IAGO.
lago. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me: If ever I did dream of such a matter, abhor me.
Rod. Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy hate.
lago. Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones of the city, Io personal suit to make me his lieutenant,