The Tragedy of King LearRoycroft Shop, 1904 - 147 psl. |
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Alack Albany arms art thou beseech brother Burgundy canst Captain comes Cordelia Curan daugh daughter dear discommend Dost thou doth Dover Duke of Albany Duke of Cornwall EAST AURORA Edmund Enter EDGAR Enter GLOSTER Enter KENT Enter LEAR Enter OSWALD Exeunt Exit Edgar eyes father fear fellow Fool fortune foul fiend France gainst Gentleman give Gloster's Castle gods gone Goneril grace hath hear heart heaven hither honour horse inform'd king KING LEAR knave lady letter look lord lov'd madam man's master Messenger Methinks murther nature never night noble nuncle o'er pity poison'd poor poor Tom pray Prithee Re-enter Regan rogues SCENE seek Servant shame sirrah sister slave speak stand stocks storm sweet lord sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt traitor trumpet villain WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wind wretch
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