King Lear: A Tragedy
HarperCollins, 2014. dec. 16. - 200 oldal
King Lear is driven to the brink of madness by his own actions when he disinherits his youngest daughter, the lovely Cordelia, because of her inability to express her love for him. Having divided his realm between his remaining daughters, Goneril and Regan, Lear is betrayed by his two foolish and deceitful children, and is left to wander the heath with only his Fool, his servant Caius, and the madman Tom O’Bedlam for company. Eventually reunited with Cordelia, Lear is too late repents his rashness, and must face the tragic consequences of his choices.
Known as “The Bard of Avon,” William Shakespeare is arguably the greatest English-language writer known. Enormously popular during his life, Shakespeare’s works continue to resonate more than three centuries after his death, as has his influence on theatre and literature. Shakespeare’s innovative use of character, language, and experimentation with romance as tragedy served as a foundation for later playwrights and dramatists, and some of his most famous lines of dialogue have become part of everyday speech.
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That we our largest bounty may extend Where nature doth with merit challenge.
Goneril, Our eldestborn, speak first. GONERIL Sir, I love you more than word can
wield the matter;  Dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty; Beyond ...
That thou hast sought to make us break our vows Which we durst never yet – and
with strain'd pride  To come betwixt our sentence and our power Which nor
our nature nor our place can bear; Ourpotency made good, take thy reward.
[To France] For you, great King, I would not from your love make such a stray [210
] Tomatch youwhere Ihate; therefore beseech you Tavert your liking amore
worthier way, Than on awretch whom nature is asham'd Almost t'acknowledge
A tardiness in nature, Which often leaves the history unspoke That it intends to do
! My Lord of Burgundy, What say you to the lady? Love's not love When it is
mingled with regards that stands  Aloof from th' entire point. Will you have