The history of King Lear, a tragedy, as it is now acted at the King's theatres, revived with alterations [from Shakespeare's play] by N. TateJ. Brindley; C. Hitch; J. Hodges; C. Corbett, J. and T. King; R. New; W. Reeve; and J. Cooper, 1749 - 69 Seiten |
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... Whilft Edgar , beg'd of Heaven , and born in Honour , Draws Plagues on my white Head , that urge me ftill To curfe in Age the Pleasure of my Youth . Nay , weep not , Edmund , for thy Brother's Crimes . generous Boy ! thou fhar'ft but ...
... Whilft Edgar , beg'd of Heaven , and born in Honour , Draws Plagues on my white Head , that urge me ftill To curfe in Age the Pleasure of my Youth . Nay , weep not , Edmund , for thy Brother's Crimes . generous Boy ! thou fhar'ft but ...
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... whilft , to his thinking , Deluded Edgar fhall accuse himself . Be Honesty my Int'reft , and I can Be Honest too : And what Saint fo Divine , That will fuccessful Villainy decline ? Enter Kent difquis'd . [ Exit . Kent . Now banifh'd ...
... whilft , to his thinking , Deluded Edgar fhall accuse himself . Be Honesty my Int'reft , and I can Be Honest too : And what Saint fo Divine , That will fuccessful Villainy decline ? Enter Kent difquis'd . [ Exit . Kent . Now banifh'd ...
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... Whilft watching his Advantage , this old Lurcher Tript me behind , for which the King extoll'd him ; And , flufht with the Honour of this bold Exploit , Drew on me here again . Duke . Duke . Bring forth the Stocks , we'll teach you King ...
... Whilft watching his Advantage , this old Lurcher Tript me behind , for which the King extoll'd him ; And , flufht with the Honour of this bold Exploit , Drew on me here again . Duke . Duke . Bring forth the Stocks , we'll teach you King ...
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... Whilft they are poching for me , I'll to the Duke With thefe Difpatches , then to the Field , Where , like the vig'rous Jove , I will enjoy This Semele in a Storm ; ' twill deaf her Cries , Like Drums in Battle ; left her Groans fhould ...
... Whilft they are poching for me , I'll to the Duke With thefe Difpatches , then to the Field , Where , like the vig'rous Jove , I will enjoy This Semele in a Storm ; ' twill deaf her Cries , Like Drums in Battle ; left her Groans fhould ...
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... Whilft you return and bring Lord Edmund hither ; But help me first to houfe ' em . [ Shews Gold . 2. Ruff . Nothing but this dear Devil Shou'd have drawn me through all this Tempeft ; But to our Work . They feize Cordelia and Arante ...
... Whilft you return and bring Lord Edmund hither ; But help me first to houfe ' em . [ Shews Gold . 2. Ruff . Nothing but this dear Devil Shou'd have drawn me through all this Tempeft ; But to our Work . They feize Cordelia and Arante ...
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Afide againſt agen Albany art thou Baft Baftard beft Bleffing Burgundy caft Cajus Caufe Cord Cordelia Cornwal cou'd Daugh Daughter dear Death Defign Difguife difpatch doft thou Duke Duke of Cornwal e'er Edmund Enter Edgar Enter Glofter Enter Lear Exeunt Exit Eyes Father fave feek fhall fhou'd fince firft firſt flain fmall fome Fortune foul Fiend fpeak Friend ftand ftill ftrike fuch fure Gent give Gloft Gods Goneril Grace Hand hear Heart Heav'n i'th injur'd is't itſelf juft Kent King King LEAR laft Liege Lord Love Madam Mafter moft muft muſt Night o'th Paffion pafs paft Pity pleaſe Pleaſure poor poor Tom Pow'r Prefence Prifoner Regan Senfe ſhall Sifter Sight Slave ſpeak thee thefe there's theſe thine thou art thou doft Traitor Truft twas twill Villain weep Whilft whofe wou'd wretched wrong'd
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Seite 56 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Seite 16 - Why this is not Lear : does Lear walk thus ? speak thus ? Where are his eyes? Either his notion weakens, or his discernings are lethargied. — Sleeping or waking ? — Ha ! sure 'tis not so. — Who is it that can tell me who I am...
Seite 52 - With a more riotous appetite. Down from the waist they are centaurs, though women all above : but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends' ; there's hell, there's darkness, there is the sulphurous pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumption.
Seite 28 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Seite 49 - 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...
Seite 17 - O Lear, Lear, Lear! Beat at this gate that let thy folly in, And thy dear judgment out.
Seite 51 - When the rain came to wet me once, and the wind to make me chatter; when the thunder would not peace at my bidding ; there I found 'em, there I fmelt 'em out. Go to, they are not men o' their words ; they told me I was every thing : 'tis a lie, I am not agueproof.
Seite 12 - Esteem, she's your's; take her, or leave her. Burg. Pardon me. Royal Lear, I but demand The Dow'r yourself propos'd, and here I take Cordelia by the Hand, Dutchess of Burgundy, Lear.
Seite 12 - And press'd between our sentence and our pow'r, (Which nor our nature, nor our place, can bear,) We banish thee for ever from our sight And kingdom : If, when three days are expired, Thy hated trunk be found in our dominions, That moment is thy death. — Away.
Seite 69 - Lear. Ingrateful as they were, my heart feels yet A pang of nature for their wretched fall. But, Edgar, I defer thy joys too long: Thou serv'dst distress'd Cordelia ; take her crown'd, Th...