The Works of Shakespeare, Том 33University Society, 1901 |
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... Cordelia by the hand , Duchess of Burgundy . LEAR . Nothing : I have sworn ; I am firm . BUR . I am sorry , then , you have so lost a father That you must lose a husband . CORD . 240 Peace be with Burgundy ! 251 Since that respect and ...
... Cordelia by the hand , Duchess of Burgundy . LEAR . Nothing : I have sworn ; I am firm . BUR . I am sorry , then , you have so lost a father That you must lose a husband . CORD . 240 Peace be with Burgundy ! 251 Since that respect and ...
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... Cordelia . [ Exeunt FRANCE and CORDELIA . GON . Sister , it is not little I have to say of what most nearly appertains to us both . I think our father will hence to - night . REG . That's most certain , and with you ; next month with us ...
... Cordelia . [ Exeunt FRANCE and CORDELIA . GON . Sister , it is not little I have to say of what most nearly appertains to us both . I think our father will hence to - night . REG . That's most certain , and with you ; next month with us ...
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... Cordelia : Nay , send in time . ALB . Run , run , O , run ! EDG . To who , my Lord ? Who has the office ? send Thy token of reprieve . EDM . Give it the captain . ALB . Well thought on : take my sword ... Cordelia , Cordelia ! 360 KING LEAR.
... Cordelia : Nay , send in time . ALB . Run , run , O , run ! EDG . To who , my Lord ? Who has the office ? send Thy token of reprieve . EDM . Give it the captain . ALB . Well thought on : take my sword ... Cordelia , Cordelia ! 360 KING LEAR.
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