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- Edition: King Lear
King Lear (Modern, Quarto)
- 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
O thou good Kent, 2746how shall I live and work
To be acknowledged, madam, is o'er-paid.
Be better suited.
Pardon me, dear madam;
Then be't so, my good lord. [To the doctor] 2761How does the King?
Madam, sleeps still.
O you kind gods,
So please your majesty
Be governed by your knowledge and proceed
Ay, madam. In the heaviness of his sleep
Good madam, be by when we do awake him.
Very well.
Please you draw near. Louder the music there.
21.30.1[Lear is discovered, or carried in, asleep.]
O my dear father, restoration hang
Kind and dear princess.
Had you not been their father, these white flakes
Madam, do you. 'Tis fittest.
How does my royal lord? 2793How fares your majesty?
You do me wrong to take me out o'th'grave.
Sir, know me.
Y'are a spirit, I know. Where did you die?
Still, still, far wide.
He's scarce awake. 2802Let him alone a while.
Where have I been? 2804Where am I? Fair daylight?
[Kneeling] O look upon me, sir,
21.60.1[Lear attempts to kneel.]
Pray do not mock.
2826Cordelia
And so I am.
Be your tears wet? 2828Yes, faith. I pray weep not.
No cause, no cause.
Am I in France?
In your own kingdom, sir.
Do not abuse me.
Be comforted, good madam. The great rage
Will't please your highness walk?
You must bear with me. 2842Pray now, forget and forgive.
Holds it true, sir, that the Duke of Cornwall was so slain?
Most certain, sir.
Who is conductor of his people?
As 'tis said, the bastard son of Gloucester.
Report is changeable. 'Tis time to look about.
The arbitrament is like to be bloody. Fare you well, sir.
21.93.1[Exit.]
My point and period will be throughly wrought,