The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 33University Society, 1901 |
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... Alack , alack , Edmund , I like not this unnatural dealing . When I desir'd their leave that I might pity him , they took from me the use of mine own house ; charg'd me , on pain of their perpetual displeasure , neither to speak of him ...
... Alack , alack , Edmund , I like not this unnatural dealing . When I desir'd their leave that I might pity him , they took from me the use of mine own house ; charg'd me , on pain of their perpetual displeasure , neither to speak of him ...
Page 339
... Alack , I have no eyes . Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit To end itself by death ? " Twas yet some comfort , When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage , And frustrate his proud will . EDG . Give me your arm : 60 Up : so . How is ...
... Alack , I have no eyes . Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit To end itself by death ? " Twas yet some comfort , When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage , And frustrate his proud will . EDG . Give me your arm : 60 Up : so . How is ...
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... Alack , alack the day ! LEAR . When we are born , we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools . This ' a good block : It were a delicate stratagem to shoe 180 A troop of horse with felt : I'll put ' 342 KING LEAR.
... Alack , alack the day ! LEAR . When we are born , we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools . This ' a good block : It were a delicate stratagem to shoe 180 A troop of horse with felt : I'll put ' 342 KING LEAR.
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ACT I Sc Alack ALBANY arms art thou banish'd blood brother Burgundy canst CORD Cordelia CORN daughter dear death DocT Dost thou doth Dover Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall Earl of Gloucester Edmund Enter EDGAR Enter GLOUCESTER Enter KENT Enter LEAR exeunt eyes father fellow FOOL Fortune foul Fiend France Friend gainst GENT Gentleman give GLOU GLOUCESTER's Castle Gods GONERIL Grace hath hear heart Heavens hither honour horse I'ld II Sc inform'd King KING LEAR knave Lady letter look Lord lov'd Madam man's master Methinks nature never night noble Nuncle o'er pity poison'd poor Poor Tom Pr'ythee pray Re-enter Regan SCENE seek Servants shew sirrah sister slave speak stand storm sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt traitor trumpet Villain whipp'd would'st