The History of King Lear, 1681Cornmarket P., 1969 - 68 páginas Adaptation of Shakespeare's play performed at the Duke's Theatre. |
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Página 27
... Pleasure that till now has starv'd . Glofter going off is met by Cordelia entring , Bastard obfer- ving at a Distance . Cord . Turn , Glofter , Turn , by all the facred Pow'rs I do conjure you give my Griefs a Hearing , You muft , you ...
... Pleasure that till now has starv'd . Glofter going off is met by Cordelia entring , Bastard obfer- ving at a Distance . Cord . Turn , Glofter , Turn , by all the facred Pow'rs I do conjure you give my Griefs a Hearing , You muft , you ...
Página 48
... Pleasure's Name , and thinks her Ear profan'd With the least wanton Word , wou'd you believe it , The Fitcher nor the pamper'd Steed goes to't With fuch a riotous Appetite : down from the Waft they are Centaurs , tho Women all Above ...
... Pleasure's Name , and thinks her Ear profan'd With the least wanton Word , wou'd you believe it , The Fitcher nor the pamper'd Steed goes to't With fuch a riotous Appetite : down from the Waft they are Centaurs , tho Women all Above ...
Página 64
... pleasure To give us first the Torture ? Say ye fo ? Why here's old Kent and I , as tough a Pair As e'er bore Tyrant's Stroke : - My poor Cordelia here , O pitty ! - but my Cordelia , Alb . Take off their Chains Thou injur'd Majesty ...
... pleasure To give us first the Torture ? Say ye fo ? Why here's old Kent and I , as tough a Pair As e'er bore Tyrant's Stroke : - My poor Cordelia here , O pitty ! - but my Cordelia , Alb . Take off their Chains Thou injur'd Majesty ...
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Afide againſt agen Albany anſwer art thou Baft Baſtard beſt Bleffing Burgundy caft Cauſe Cord Cordelia Cornwall cou'd Daughter dear Death Deſign diſpatch do's doft thou Duke Duke of Cornwal e're Edmund Enter Edgar Enter Glofter Enter Lear ev'n Exeunt Exit Eyes faln Father feek felf fhall fhou'd fince firſt fome Fortune foul Fiend fpeak Friend ftill ftrike fuch Gent give Gloft Gods Gonerill Grace Hand hear Heark Heart Heav'n himſelf Horſe Houſe i'th Ingratefull injur'd Juft Kent King KING LEAR laſt Liege Lord Love Madam Majeſty Maſter moſt muft muſt Night o'th Paffion paſt pleaſure poor poor Tom Pow'r Prifoner Regan ſcarce ſee ſhall Sifter Slave ſpeak ſtand ſtill thee Thefe there's theſe thine thoſe Thou art Traytor truſt twas twill Vertue Villain weep Whilft whofe Whoſe Worfe wou'd wretched wrong'd