King Lear: A TragedySamuel French, 1883 - 98 oldal |
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... Attendants . Lear . Let me not stay a jot for dinner ; go get it ready . [ Exit an Attendant . ] How now ! what art thou ? Kent . A man , sir . Lear . What dost thou profess ? what wouldst thou with us ? Kent . I do profess to be no ...
... Attendants . Lear . Let me not stay a jot for dinner ; go get it ready . [ Exit an Attendant . ] How now ! what art thou ? Kent . A man , sir . Lear . What dost thou profess ? what wouldst thou with us ? Kent . I do profess to be no ...
18. oldal
... Attendant . ] Go you , call hither my fool . Re - enter OsWALD . [ Exit an Attendant . O , you sir , you , come you hither , sir : who am I , sir ? Osw . My lady's father . Lear . ' My lady's father ' ! my lord's knave : you dog ! you ...
... Attendant . ] Go you , call hither my fool . Re - enter OsWALD . [ Exit an Attendant . O , you sir , you , come you hither , sir : who am I , sir ? Osw . My lady's father . Lear . ' My lady's father ' ! my lord's knave : you dog ! you ...
78. oldal
... Attendants . Gent . O , here he is ; lay hand upon him . Sir , Your most dear daughter— Lear . No rescue ? What , a prisoner ? I am even The natural food of fortune . Use me well ; You shall have ransom . I am cut to the brains . Gent ...
... Attendants . Gent . O , here he is ; lay hand upon him . Sir , Your most dear daughter— Lear . No rescue ? What , a prisoner ? I am even The natural food of fortune . Use me well ; You shall have ransom . I am cut to the brains . Gent ...
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Alack Albany arms art thou bastard blood brother Burgundy canst Cordelia Corn daughter dear death Doct Dost thou doth Dover Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall Earl Earl of Gloucester Edmund Enter EDGAR Enter GLOUCESTER Enter KENT Enter LEAR Exeunt Exit Edgar eyes farewell father fear Flibbertigibbet follow Fool fortune foul fiend France gainst Gent Gentleman Give Glou Gloucester's gods Goneril grace hand hath hear heart heavens hither honour horse hovel inform'd KING LEAR knave lady letter look lord madam man's master Methinks nature never night noble nuncle o'er OSWALD pity poison'd poor Poor Tom pray Prithee Re-enter Regan SCENE seek Servants shame sirrah sister slave speak stand storm sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt traitor trumpet villain What's