King Lear: A Tragedy : in Five ActsLongworths, at the Dramatic Repository, Shakspeare-Gallery, 1811 - 70 pagina's |
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Pagina 12
... hast striven to make us break our vow , And press'd between our sentence and our power ; Which nor our nature , nor our place , can bear , We banish thee for ever from our sight And kingdom ; if , when three days are expired , Thy hated ...
... hast striven to make us break our vow , And press'd between our sentence and our power ; Which nor our nature , nor our place , can bear , We banish thee for ever from our sight And kingdom ; if , when three days are expired , Thy hated ...
Pagina 33
... hast within these undiscover'd crimes ! - Hide , hide , thou murd'rer , hide thy bloody hand ! - Thou perjured villain , holy hypocrite , I am a man That drink'st the widow's tears , sigh now , and ask These dreadful summoners ' grace ...
... hast within these undiscover'd crimes ! - Hide , hide , thou murd'rer , hide thy bloody hand ! - Thou perjured villain , holy hypocrite , I am a man That drink'st the widow's tears , sigh now , and ask These dreadful summoners ' grace ...
Pagina 34
... d . Glost . Thou hast it , boy ; tis to be hoped indeed . On me they cast their eyes , and hourly court me To lead them on ; and , whilst this head is mine , I'm theirs . A little covert craft , my boy 34 [ Shakspeare KING LEAR.
... d . Glost . Thou hast it , boy ; tis to be hoped indeed . On me they cast their eyes , and hourly court me To lead them on ; and , whilst this head is mine , I'm theirs . A little covert craft , my boy 34 [ Shakspeare KING LEAR.
Pagina 36
... hast piety Enough t'atone for both thy sisters ' crimes ; I have already plotted to restore My injured master , and thy virtue tells me We shall succeed , and suddenly . Cord . Despatch , Aranthe ; For in this disguise , we'll instantly ...
... hast piety Enough t'atone for both thy sisters ' crimes ; I have already plotted to restore My injured master , and thy virtue tells me We shall succeed , and suddenly . Cord . Despatch , Aranthe ; For in this disguise , we'll instantly ...
Pagina 39
... hast thou been ? Edg . A serving - man , proud of heart ; that curled my hair ; used perfume and washes ; that served the lust of my mistresses heart , and did the act of darkness with her ; swore as many oaths as I spoke words ; and ...
... hast thou been ? Edg . A serving - man , proud of heart ; that curled my hair ; used perfume and washes ; that served the lust of my mistresses heart , and did the act of darkness with her ; swore as many oaths as I spoke words ; and ...
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Albany's Aranthe arms art thou attendants better blood brother Burgundy Caius can'st captain Carpender chol'ric cold Cord Cordelia Corn daugh daughter dear death despatch disguise dost thou duke of ALBANY duke of Cornwall earl of Gloster enter EDGAR enter EDMUND enter GLOSTER enter KENT enter king LEAR enter OSWALD exeunt exit Edgar eyes father fellow fond fortune foul fiend Geoffrey of Monmouth give Glost Gloster's castle gods Goneril grace hand Harvard College head hear heart heaven injured knave kneel knights liege lord madam majesty nature palace pardon pity poor poor Tom Regan royal SCENE seized Shakspeare sight sister slave sleep speak sword tears tell tender there's thine thou art thou hast thou shalt thunder traitor trumpets twas twill villain weep west saxons Whilst wilt winds wretched Edgar wrong'd Wroughton
Populaire passages
Pagina 17 - 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.
Pagina 45 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; 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.
Pagina 42 - 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...
Pagina 16 - If you do love old men, if your sweet sway Allow obedience, if yourselves are old, Make it your cause ; send down, and take my part...
Pagina 5 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem...
Pagina 10 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty : Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Pagina 24 - But I will punish home : No, I will weep no more. In such a night To shut me out ! Pour on ; I will endure. In such a night as this ! O Regan, Goneril ! Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave all, — O, that way madness lies ; let me shun that ; No more of that.
Pagina 28 - Lear. Then let them anatomize Regan ; see what breeds about her heart. Is there any cause in nature that makes these hard hearts?
Pagina 56 - Our drooping Country now erects her Head, Peace spreads her balmy Wings, and Plenty Blooms. Divine Cordelia, all the Gods can witness How much thy Love to Empire I prefer! Thy bright Example shall convince the World (Whatever Storms of Fortune are decreed) That Truth and Vertue shall at last succeed.
Pagina 24 - 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 mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.