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King Lear
[I, 1] |
Earl of Gloucester |
9 |
His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge. I have so often
blush'd to acknowledge him that now I am braz'd to't.
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2 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Earl of Gloucester |
17 |
But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than
this, who yet is no dearer in my account. Though this knave came
something saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was
his mother fair, there was good sport at his making, and the
whoreson must be acknowledged.- Do you know this noble gentleman,
Edmund?
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3 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Lear |
112 |
Let it be so! thy truth then be thy dower!
For, by the sacred radiance of the sun,
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. The barbarous Scythian,
Or he that makes his generation messes
To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and reliev'd,
As thou my sometime daughter.
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4 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Lear |
126 |
Peace, Kent!
Come not between the dragon and his wrath.
I lov'd her most, and thought to set my rest
On her kind nursery.- Hence and avoid my sight!-
So be my grave my peace as here I give
Her father's heart from her! Call France! Who stirs?
Call Burgundy! Cornwall and Albany,
With my two daughters' dowers digest this third;
Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her.
I do invest you jointly in my power,
Preeminence, and all the large effects
That troop with majesty. Ourself, by monthly course,
With reservation of an hundred knights,
By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode
Make with you by due turns. Only we still retain
The name, and all th' additions to a king. The sway,
Revenue, execution of the rest,
Beloved sons, be yours; which to confirm,
This coronet part betwixt you.
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5 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Lear |
171 |
O vassal! miscreant! [Lays his hand on his sword.]
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6 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Earl of Kent |
192 |
Fare thee well, King. Since thus thou wilt appear,
Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.
[To Cordelia] The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid,
That justly think'st and hast most rightly said!
[To Regan and Goneril] And your large speeches may your deeds
approve,
That good effects may spring from words of love.
Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu;
He'll shape his old course in a country new. Exit.
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7 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Cordelia |
270 |
Peace be with Burgundy!
Since that respects of fortune are his love,
I shall not be his wife.
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8 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Cordelia |
292 |
The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes
Cordelia leaves you. I know you what you are;
And, like a sister, am most loath to call
Your faults as they are nam'd. Use well our father.
To your professed bosoms I commit him;
But yet, alas, stood I within his grace,
I would prefer him to a better place!
So farewell to you both.
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9 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Goneril |
313 |
You see how full of changes his age is. The observation we
have made of it hath not been little. He always lov'd our
sister most, and with what poor judgment he hath now cast her
off appears too grossly.
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10 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Regan |
317 |
'Tis the infirmity of his age; yet he hath ever but slenderly
known himself.
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11 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Goneril |
319 |
The best and soundest of his time hath been but rash; then
must we look to receive from his age, not alone the
imperfections of long-ingraffed condition, but therewithal
the unruly waywardness that infirm and choleric years bring with
them.
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12 |
King Lear
[I, 1] |
Goneril |
326 |
There is further compliment of leave-taking between France and
him. Pray you let's hit together. If our father carry authority
with such dispositions as he bears, this last surrender of his
will but offend us.
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13 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Earl of Gloucester |
357 |
Kent banish'd thus? and France in choler parted?
And the King gone to-night? subscrib'd his pow'r?
Confin'd to exhibition? All this done
Upon the gad? Edmund, how now? What news?
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14 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Earl of Gloucester |
380 |
[reads] 'This policy and reverence of age makes the world
bitter to the best of our times; keeps our fortunes from us
till our oldness cannot relish them. I begin to find an idle
and fond bondage in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sways,
not as it hath power, but as it is suffer'd. Come to me, that
of this I may speak more. If our father would sleep till I
wak'd him, you should enjoy half his revenue for ever, and live
the beloved of your brother,
'EDGAR.'
Hum! Conspiracy? 'Sleep till I wak'd him, you should enjoy half
his revenue.' My son Edgar! Had he a hand to write this? a heart
and brain to breed it in? When came this to you? Who brought it?
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15 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Edmund |
395 |
If the matter were good, my lord, I durst swear it were his;
but in respect of that, I would fain think it were not.
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16 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Earl of Gloucester |
397 |
It is his.
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17 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Edmund |
398 |
It is his hand, my lord; but I hope his heart is not in the
contents.
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18 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Edmund |
401 |
Never, my lord. But I have heard him oft maintain it to be fit
that, sons at perfect age, and fathers declining, the father
should be as ward to the son, and the son manage his revenue.
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19 |
King Lear
[I, 2] |
Earl of Gloucester |
404 |
O villain, villain! His very opinion in the letter! Abhorred
villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish villain! worse than
brutish! Go, sirrah, seek him. I'll apprehend him. Abominable
villain! Where is he?
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King Lear
[I, 2] |
Edmund |
408 |
I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please you to suspend
your indignation against my brother till you can derive from him
better testimony of his intent, you should run a certain course;
where, if you violently proceed against him, mistaking his
purpose, it would make a great gap in your own honour and shake
in pieces the heart of his obedience. I dare pawn down my life
for him that he hath writ this to feel my affection to your
honour, and to no other pretence of danger.
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