King LearW. A. Moore and C. S. Bernard, 1860 - Počet stran: 58 |
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... ere successful Burgundy receive The treasure of thy beauties from the king , Ere happy Burgundy for ever fold thee , Cast back one pitying look on wretched Edgar . Cord . Alas ! what would the wretched Edgar , 4 KING LEAR .
... ere successful Burgundy receive The treasure of thy beauties from the king , Ere happy Burgundy for ever fold thee , Cast back one pitying look on wretched Edgar . Cord . Alas ! what would the wretched Edgar , 4 KING LEAR .
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... Look , sir , I bleed ! ( Wraps his arm up in his handkerchief . ) Glost . Where is the villain , Edmund ? Edm . Sir , he is fled . When by no means he could— Glost . By no means , what ? Edm . Persuade me to the murder of your lordship ...
... Look , sir , I bleed ! ( Wraps his arm up in his handkerchief . ) Glost . Where is the villain , Edmund ? Edm . Sir , he is fled . When by no means he could— Glost . By no means , what ? Edm . Persuade me to the murder of your lordship ...
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... Look'd black upon me , stabb'd me with her tongue : All the stor'd vengeances of heav'n fall On her ingrateful head ! Strike her young bones , Ye taking airs , with lameness ! — Reg . O the blest gods ! thus will you wish on me , When ...
... Look'd black upon me , stabb'd me with her tongue : All the stor'd vengeances of heav'n fall On her ingrateful head ! Strike her young bones , Ye taking airs , with lameness ! — Reg . O the blest gods ! thus will you wish on me , When ...
Strana 26
... look upon this beard ? — ( Regan takes Goneril by the hand . ) Darkness upon my eyes , they play me false ! — O Regan ! wilt thou take her by the hand ? Gon . Why not by th ' hand , sir ? How have I offended ? All's not offence that ...
... look upon this beard ? — ( Regan takes Goneril by the hand . ) Darkness upon my eyes , they play me false ! — O Regan ! wilt thou take her by the hand ? Gon . Why not by th ' hand , sir ? How have I offended ? All's not offence that ...
Strana 43
... Looks dreadfully down upon the roaring deep ; Bring me but to the very brink of it , And I'll repair the poverty thou bear'st With something rich about me . — From that place I shall no leading need . Edg . Give me thy arm ; poor Tom ...
... Looks dreadfully down upon the roaring deep ; Bring me but to the very brink of it , And I'll repair the poverty thou bear'st With something rich about me . — From that place I shall no leading need . Edg . Give me thy arm ; poor Tom ...
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1st Knight 2d Knight Albany Albany's art thou brother Burgundy C. S. BERNARD Captain child chol'ric Cord Cordelia Corn Crosses to R.H. dark daughter dear disguise dost thou Drums Duke of Cornwall Earl of Gloster's EDWIN FORREST Enter EDGAR Enter EDMUND Enter GLOSTER Enter KING LEAR Enter OSWALD Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fellow fortune foul fiend Glos Gloster's Castle gods Goneril grace Guard hand HARVARD COLLEGE head hear heart heaven Horse i'th Irish Kent knave Kneels Ladies letter lord madam Maid Marriage master Methinks nature Office Padd Phys Physician Pinfold placket poor poor Tom pray PROMPT BOOK R.H SCENE R.H. Edm rain Regan royal servant shew sight sister speak storm sword tell thine thou art thunder traitor Trumpet sounds villain weep Whilst Wife wilt winds wretched
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Strana 47 - is Gloster. Thou must be patient ; we came crying hither ; Thou know'st, the first time that we taste the air, "We wail and cry. I'll preach to thee : mark me. Edg. Break, lab'ring heart ! Lear. When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools. Enter PHYSICIAN and two Knights,
Strana 44 - bark Seems lessened to her cock ; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight; the murm'ring surge Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, Lest my brain turn, and the disorder make me Tumble down headlong. Glos. Set me where you stand.
Strana 51 - I am a very foolish, fond old man, Fourscore and upward; and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Cor. Nay, then, farewell to patience ! Witness for me Ye mighty pow'rs, I ne'er complained till now ! Lear. Methinks, I should know you, and
Strana 51 - Yet I am doubtful; for I'm mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments ; nor do I know Where I did sleep last night.—Pray, do not mock me ; For, as I am a man, I think that lady To be my child Cordelia.
Strana 37 - it not pleasant to have a thousand with red-hot spits come hissing in upon them ? . Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me. Come, march to wakes, and fairs, and market towns. Edg. Tom will throw his head at 'em : 'vaunt, ye curs ! Be thy mouth or black, or white,
Strana 28 - 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, (1) Or ere I'll weep.— (Rain and thunder.) 0, gods, I shall go mad ! [Exeunt, King Lear, Kent, and the Knights, LH — Cornwall, Regan,
Strana 13 - dinary men are fit for, I am qualified in ; and the best of me, is diligence. Lear. How old art thou ? Kent. Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing ; nor so old, to dote on her for any thing ; I have years on my back forty-eight. Lear. Thy name ? Kent.
Strana 29 - never gave you kingdoms, called you children ; You owe me no obedience.—Then let fall Your horrible pleasure !—Here I stand your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.— (Rain, thunder, and lightning.) Yet I will call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters join'd Your high engender'd battle 'gainst a head So old and white
Strana 27 - Let shame come when it will, I do not call it; I do not bid the thunder-bearer strike, Nor tell tales of thee to avenging heaven. Mend when thou canst: be better at thy leisure ;— I can be patient, I can stay with Regan, 1, and my hundred knights. Reg.
Strana 38 - what is the cause of thunder? Glost. Beseech you, sir, go with me. Lear. I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban. What is your study ? Edg. How to prevent the fiend, and to kill vermin. Lear. Let me ask you a word in private Kent. His wits are quite unsettled ; good sir, let's