King Lear: A TragedySamuel French, 1883 - 98 oldal |
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... thee : [ To Gon . ] Life and death ! I am ashamed That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus ; That these hot tears , which break from me perforce , Should make thee worth them . Blasts and fogs upon thee ! The untented woundings of ...
... thee : [ To Gon . ] Life and death ! I am ashamed That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus ; That these hot tears , which break from me perforce , Should make thee worth them . Blasts and fogs upon thee ! The untented woundings of ...
31. oldal
... thee , friend : art of this house ? Kent . Ay . Osw . Where may we set our horses ? Kent . I ' the mire . Osw . Prithee , if thou lovest me , tell me . Kent , I love thee not . Osw . Why , then , I care not for thee . Kent . If I had thee ...
... thee , friend : art of this house ? Kent . Ay . Osw . Where may we set our horses ? Kent . I ' the mire . Osw . Prithee , if thou lovest me , tell me . Kent , I love thee not . Osw . Why , then , I care not for thee . Kent . If I had thee ...
32. oldal
... thee nor knows thee ! Kent . What a brazen - faced varlet art thou , to deny thou knowest me ! Is it two days ago since I tripped up thy heels , and beat thee before the king ? Draw , you rogue : for , though it be night , yet the moon ...
... thee nor knows thee ! Kent . What a brazen - faced varlet art thou , to deny thou knowest me ! Is it two days ago since I tripped up thy heels , and beat thee before the king ? Draw , you rogue : for , though it be night , yet the moon ...
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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