The History of King Lear: As it is Performed at the Theatre Royal in Covent Garden, Том 2R. Baldwin, 1768 - 71 страница |
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... fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart ; be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad : with better judgment check This hideous rashness ; with my life I anfwer , Thy youngest daughter does not love thee leaft . Lear ...
... fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart ; be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad : with better judgment check This hideous rashness ; with my life I anfwer , Thy youngest daughter does not love thee leaft . Lear ...
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... fall'n : Sir , there fhe ftands , Will you with thofe infirmities fhe owes , Unfriended , new - adopted to our hate , Dowr'd with our curfe , and ftranger'd with our oath , Take her , or leave her ? Bur . Pardon , royal Sir ; Election ...
... fall'n : Sir , there fhe ftands , Will you with thofe infirmities fhe owes , Unfriended , new - adopted to our hate , Dowr'd with our curfe , and ftranger'd with our oath , Take her , or leave her ? Bur . Pardon , royal Sir ; Election ...
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... falls off , brothers divide . In cities , mutinies ; in countries , difcord ; in palaces , treafon ; and the bond crack'd ' twixt fon and father . We have feen the best of our time . Find out this villain , Ed- mund ; and it fhall lofe ...
... falls off , brothers divide . In cities , mutinies ; in countries , difcord ; in palaces , treafon ; and the bond crack'd ' twixt fon and father . We have feen the best of our time . Find out this villain , Ed- mund ; and it fhall lofe ...
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... fall On her ingrateful top ! Reg . O the bleft gods ! So will you with on me , when the rafh mood is on . Lear . No , Regan , thou shalt never have my curfe : Thy Thy tender - hefted nature shall not give Thee o'er 30 KING LEAR .
... fall On her ingrateful top ! Reg . O the bleft gods ! So will you with on me , when the rafh mood is on . Lear . No , Regan , thou shalt never have my curfe : Thy Thy tender - hefted nature shall not give Thee o'er 30 KING LEAR .
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... fall Your horrible pleafure ; - here I ftand your flave ; A poor , infirm , weak , and defpis'd old man ! But yet I call you fervile minifters , That have with two pernicious daughters joyn'd You 1 Your high engender'd battles ...
... fall Your horrible pleafure ; - here I ftand your flave ; A poor , infirm , weak , and defpis'd old man ! But yet I call you fervile minifters , That have with two pernicious daughters joyn'd You 1 Your high engender'd battles ...
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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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Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 61 - t please your highness walk ? Lear. You must bear with me. Pray you now, forget and forgive : I am old and foolish.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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...
Страница 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.