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 11
... hold thee as a Stranger Both to my Blood and Favour . Kent . This is Frenzy . Confider , good my Liege- Lear . Peace , Kent ; Come not between a Dragon and his Rage ; I lov'd her moft , and in her tender Trust Defign'd to have bestow'd ...
... hold thee as a Stranger Both to my Blood and Favour . Kent . This is Frenzy . Confider , good my Liege- Lear . Peace , Kent ; Come not between a Dragon and his Rage ; I lov'd her moft , and in her tender Trust Defign'd to have bestow'd ...
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... hold Our Lives at Will . Alb . Well , you may bear too far . End of the First Alt . [ Exit . A C T. II . SCENE Glofter's Houfe . Baft . Τ Enter Baftard . HE Duke comes here to Night , I'll take the Advantage Of his Arrival to complete ...
... hold Our Lives at Will . Alb . Well , you may bear too far . End of the First Alt . [ Exit . A C T. II . SCENE Glofter's Houfe . Baft . Τ Enter Baftard . HE Duke comes here to Night , I'll take the Advantage Of his Arrival to complete ...
Side 21
... hold more Antipathy Than I and fuch a Knave . Gloft . Why doft thou call him Knave ? Kent . His Countenance likes me not . Duke . No more perhaps does mine , nor his , or hers . Kent . Plain Dealing is my Trade ; and to be plain , Sir ...
... hold more Antipathy Than I and fuch a Knave . Gloft . Why doft thou call him Knave ? Kent . His Countenance likes me not . Duke . No more perhaps does mine , nor his , or hers . Kent . Plain Dealing is my Trade ; and to be plain , Sir ...
Side 27
... Will I give Place . [ you , Lear . Hold now , my Temper ; ftand this Bolt unmov'd , And I am Thunder - Proof ; The wicked , when compar'd with the more wicked , C 2 Seem Seem beautiful ; and not to be the worst , King LEA R. 27.
... Will I give Place . [ you , Lear . Hold now , my Temper ; ftand this Bolt unmov'd , And I am Thunder - Proof ; The wicked , when compar'd with the more wicked , C 2 Seem Seem beautiful ; and not to be the worst , King LEA R. 27.
Side 37
... hold upon you . Yet have I ventur'd to come to feek you out , and bring you where both Fire and Food are ready . Kent . Good my Lord , take his Offer . Lear . First let me talk with this Philofopher ; Say , Staggerite , what is the ...
... hold upon you . Yet have I ventur'd to come to feek you out , and bring you where both Fire and Food are ready . Kent . Good my Lord , take his Offer . Lear . First let me talk with this Philofopher ; Say , Staggerite , what is the ...
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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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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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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...