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- Edition: King Lear
King Lear (Folio 1, 1623)
- Introduction
- Texts of this edition
- Contextual materials
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- Holinshed on King Lear
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- The History of King Leir
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- Albion's England (Selection)
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- Hardyng's Chronicle (Selection)
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- Kings of Britain
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- Chronicles of England
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- Faerie Queene
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- The Mirror for Magistrates
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- The Arcadia
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- A Declaration of Egregious Popish Impostures
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- Aristotle on tragedy
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- The Book of Job (Selections)
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- The Monk's Tale (Selections)
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- The Defense of Poetry
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- The First Blast of the Trumpet
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- Basilicon Doron
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- On Bastards
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- On Aging
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- King Lear (Adapted by Nahum Tate)
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- Facsimiles
926Actus Secundus. Scena Prima.
927Enter Bastard, and Curan, seuerally.
928Bast. Saue thee Curan.
930With your Father, and giuen him notice
932Will be here with him this night.
933Bast. How comes that?
936ear-kissing arguments.
938Cur. Haue you heard of no likely Warres toward,
939'Twixt the Dukes of Cornwall, and Albany?
940Bast. Not a word.
941Cur. You may do then in time,
942Fare you well Sir. Exit.
945My Father hath set guard to take my Brother,
946And I haue one thing of a queazie question
948Enter Edgar.
951Intelligence is giuen where you are hid;
952You haue now the good aduantage of the night,
956Vpon his partie 'gainst the Duke of Albany?
962Now quit you well.
965Exit Edgar.
966Some blood drawne on me, would beget opinion
970Enter Gloster, and Seruants with Torches.
973Mumbling of wicked charmes, coniuring the Moone
975Glo. But where is he?
981But that I told him the reuenging Gods,
982'Gainst Paricides did all the thunder bend,
984The Child was bound to'th'Father; Sir in fine,
987With his prepared Sword, he charges home
988My vnprouided body, latch'd mine arme;
990Bold in the quarrels right, rouz'd to th'encounter,
994Not in this Land shall he remaine vncaught
996My worthy Arch and Patron comes to night,
997By his authoritie I will proclaime it,
999Bringing the murderous Coward to the stake:
1000He that conceales him death.
1003I threaten'd to discouer him; he replied,
1007Make thy words faith'd? No, what should I denie,
1008(As this I would, though thou didst produce
1009My very Character) I'ld turne it all
1011And thou must make a dullard of the world,
1012If they not thought the profits of my death
1013Were very pregnant and potentiall spirits
1017Harke, the Dukes Trumpets, I know not wher he comes.;
1021May haue due note of him, and of my land,
1022(Loyall and naturall Boy) Ile worke the meanes
1023To make thee capable.
1024Enter Cornewall, Regan, and Attendants.
1031He whom my Father nam'd, your Edgar?
1034That tended vpon my Father?
1038'Tis they haue put him on the old mans death,
1043Ile not be there.
1046A Child-like Office.
1047Bast. It was my duty Sir.
1051Glo. I my good Lord.
1060Glo. For him I thanke your Grace.
1073Your Graces are right welcome. Exeunt.Flourish.