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        Cor: Will 't please your Highness walk? Lear: You must bear with me. Pray you…
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        Edm: To both these sisters have I sworn my love; Each jealous of the other,…
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        Battle scenes (V.ii) Battle scenes: the violence of the power struggle was emphasized in this…
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        Lear: No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison; We two alone will sing…
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        Reg: That's as we list to grace him; Methinks our pleasure might have been demanded,…
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        Edg: Draw thy sword, That, if my speech offend a noble heart, Thy arm may…
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        Re-enter Lear, with Cordelia dead in his arms; Officer. Lear: Howl, howl, howl! O, you…
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        Lear: I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester. Thou must be patient; we…
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        Cor: O my dear father, restoration hang Thy medicine on my lips, and let this…
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        Lear: Be your tears wet? Yes, faith. I pray weep not; If you have poison…
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        Corn: Regan, I bleed apace. Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm. (III.vii.96 -…
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        Glou: Know'st thou the way to Dover? Edg: Both stile and gate, horse-way and foot-…
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        Gon: Back, Edmund, to my brother; Hasten his musters and conduct his powers: I must…
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        Reg: Our troops set forth to-morrow. Stay with us. The ways are dangerous. Osw: I…
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        Edg: Come on, sir; here's the place: stand still. How fearful And dizzy 'tis to…
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        Glou: Now, fellow, fare thee well. (IV.vi.42) Gloucester's suicide: here he falls backwards, a gesture…
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        Lear: I am a man More sinn'd against than sinning. (III.ii.58 - 59) Rage turns…
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        Lear: How dost, my boy? Art cold? I am cold myself. Where is this straw,…
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        Edg: Take heed o' th' foul fiend; Obey thy parents: keep thy word's justice; swear…
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        Lear: Thou wert better in thy grave than to answer with thy uncover'd body this…
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        Lear: I'll see their trial first. Bring in their evidence. Thou, robed man of justice,…
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        Glou: By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done To pluck me by the beard.…
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        Corn: See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair. Upon these eyes of thine I'll…
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        Lear: O Fool, I shall go mad! (II.iv.289) "You unnatural hags," he vows revenge. But…
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        Lear: Blasts and fogs upon thee! Th' untented woundings of a father's curse Pierce every…
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        Before Gloucester's Castle Enter Kent and Oswald, severally. Osw: Good dawning to thee, friend: art…
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        Lear: I'll go with thee. Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty, And thou art twice…
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        Gon: Put on what weary negligence you please, You and your fellows; I'll have it…
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        Horns within. Enter King Lear, Knights, and Attendants Lear: Let me not stay a jot…
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        Enter Oswald Lear: You, you, sirrah, where's my daughter? Osw: So please you, -- Exit…
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        Enter Fool Fool: Let me hire him too: here's my coxcomb [Offers Kent his cap…
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        Fool: Mark it, Nuncle. Have more than thou showest, Speak less than thou knowest, Lend…
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        Enter Goneril Lear: How now, daugher! what makes that frontlet on? Methinks you are too…
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        France: Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and move loved,…
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        Edm: For that I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines Lag of a brother? Why…
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        The play ends with the voice of the Fool plaintively calling out for, searching for,…
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