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 sider |
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Side 5
... hand to declare Your Entertainment should be most old Fare .. Yet hopes , fince in rich Shakefpear's Soil it grew , ' Twill relish yet , with those whofe Tafles are true , And his Ambition is to please a Few . If then this Heap of Flow ...
... hand to declare Your Entertainment should be most old Fare .. Yet hopes , fince in rich Shakefpear's Soil it grew , ' Twill relish yet , with those whofe Tafles are true , And his Ambition is to please a Few . If then this Heap of Flow ...
Side 10
... Hand Shall take my Plight , will carry half my Love ; For I fhall never marry like my Sifters , To love my Father all . Lear . And goes thy Heart with this ? ' Tis faid that I am Chol'rick . Judge me , Gods , Is there not caufe ? Now ...
... Hand Shall take my Plight , will carry half my Love ; For I fhall never marry like my Sifters , To love my Father all . Lear . And goes thy Heart with this ? ' Tis faid that I am Chol'rick . Judge me , Gods , Is there not caufe ? Now ...
Side 12
... Hand , Duchefs of Burgundy . Lear . Then leave her , Sir ; for by a Father's Rage I tell you all her Wealth . Away ... Hand , Cordelia ? Do I clasp it ? The Hand that was this Minute to have join'd My hated Rival's ? Do I kneel before ...
... Hand , Duchefs of Burgundy . Lear . Then leave her , Sir ; for by a Father's Rage I tell you all her Wealth . Away ... Hand , Cordelia ? Do I clasp it ? The Hand that was this Minute to have join'd My hated Rival's ? Do I kneel before ...
Side 14
... Hand . Bat . Your Danger , Sir , comes on so fast , That I want Time t ' inform you ; but retire Whilst I take care to turn the preffing Stream . O Gods ! For Heaven's fake , Sir . Edg . Pardon me , Sir , a ferious Thought Had feiz'd me ...
... Hand . Bat . Your Danger , Sir , comes on so fast , That I want Time t ' inform you ; but retire Whilst I take care to turn the preffing Stream . O Gods ! For Heaven's fake , Sir . Edg . Pardon me , Sir , a ferious Thought Had feiz'd me ...
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The History of King Lear: A Tragedy. Acted at the King's Theatre. Reviv'd ... William Shakespeare,Nahum Tate Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1736 |
The History of King Lear, a Tragedy: As It Is Now Acted at the King's ... Nahum Tate Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2018 |
The History of King Lear. a Tragedy: As It Is Now Acted at the King's ... ANONYMOUS. Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2018 |
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Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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...
Side 17 - O Lear, Lear, Lear! Beat at this gate that let thy folly in, And thy dear judgment out.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...