Shakespeare's King Lear: With Notes, Examination Papers and Plan of PreparationMaynard, Merrill & Company, 1882 - 186 páginas |
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... Corn . Dear sir , forbear . [ stow Kent . Kill thy physician , and the fee be- Upon the foul disease . Revoke thy gift ; Or , whilst I can vent clamor from my throat , I'll tell thee thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! 150 On ...
... Corn . Dear sir , forbear . [ stow Kent . Kill thy physician , and the fee be- Upon the foul disease . Revoke thy gift ; Or , whilst I can vent clamor from my throat , I'll tell thee thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! 150 On ...
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... CORN . , Alb . , GLOS . , and Attendants . France . Bid farewell to your sisters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes [ are ; Cordelia leaves you : I know you what you And , like a sister , am most loth to call Your faults ...
... CORN . , Alb . , GLOS . , and Attendants . France . Bid farewell to your sisters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes [ are ; Cordelia leaves you : I know you what you And , like a sister , am most loth to call Your faults ...
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... Corn . How now , my noble friend ? since I came hither , [ strange news . ( Which I can call but now ) I have heard Reg . If it be true , all vengeance comes too short [ my lord ? Which can pursue the offender . How dost , Glo . O madam ...
... Corn . How now , my noble friend ? since I came hither , [ strange news . ( Which I can call but now ) I have heard Reg . If it be true , all vengeance comes too short [ my lord ? Which can pursue the offender . How dost , Glo . O madam ...
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... Corn . Nor I , assure thee , Regan.- Edmund , I hear that you have shown your father A child - like office . Edm . It was my duty , sir . Glo . He did bewray his practice ; and re- ceived This hurt you see , striving to apprehend him . Corn ...
... Corn . Nor I , assure thee , Regan.- Edmund , I hear that you have shown your father A child - like office . Edm . It was my duty , sir . Glo . He did bewray his practice ; and re- ceived This hurt you see , striving to apprehend him . Corn ...
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... Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives ; [ ter ? He dies that strikes again . What is the mat Reg . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Stew . I am scarce in breath , my lord . Kent . No ...
... Corn . Keep peace , upon your lives ; [ ter ? He dies that strikes again . What is the mat Reg . The messengers from our sister and the king . Corn . What is your difference ? speak . Stew . I am scarce in breath , my lord . Kent . No ...
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Términos y frases comunes
accent adjective adverb Alack Albany arms art thou attasked Attendants beggar better Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daugh daughter dear death dost thou doth Dover duke DUKE OF ALBANY Duke of Cornwall Edmund English Enter EDGAR Enter GLOSTER Enter KENT Enter LEAR Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool fortune foul fiend France Gent Gentleman give Gloster gods GONERIL grace hath hear heart hence hither horse Julius Cæsar King Lear knave lady Lear's look lord madam master means nature night noble noun nuncle o'er Othello phrase pity play plot poison'd poor poor Tom Pr'ythee pray Regan SCENE sense servant Shake Shakespeare sirrah sister slave speak stand Stew Steward sword syllable tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought traitor trumpet verb villain word occurs ΙΟ
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Página 122 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Página 115 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge. That on th...
Página 9 - And you, our no less loving son of Albany, We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife May be prevented now. The Princes, France and Burgundy, Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love, Long in our Court have made their amorous sojourn, And here are to be answer'd.
Página 182 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come ; the readiness is all ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Página 71 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall, — I will do such things, — What they are yet, I know not; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep; No, I'll not weep: — I have full cause of weeping; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws Or ere I'll weep. — O fool, I shall go mad!
Página 70 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's.
Página 121 - em: Take that of me, my friend, who have the power To seal the accuser's lips. Get thee glass eyes; And, like a scurvy politician, seem To see the things thou dost not.
Página 129 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Página 24 - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects : love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide : in cities, mutinies ; in countries, discord ; in palaces, treason ; and the bond cracked 'twixt son and father.
Página 24 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune (often the surfeit of our own behaviour), we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...