The Plays of Edwin Booth Volume 1

The Plays of Edwin Booth Volume 1

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1908 edition. Excerpt: ...temper; I would 11ot be mad! Foal. Ha, ha! Look, he wears cruel garters. Lear. Ha! Mak'st thou this shame thy pastime? Kent. No, my lord! Lear. What 's he, that hath so much thy place mistook, To set thee here? Kent. It is both he and she; Your son and daughter. Lear. No! Kent. Yes I Lear. N 0, I say. Kent. I say, yea. Lear. No, no; they would not. Kent. Yes, they have. Lear. Kent. By Juno, I swear, ay. Lear. They durst not do it; They could not, would not do 't; 't is worse than murder, To do upon respect such violent outrage. Resolve me with all modest haste which way Thou mightst deserve, or they impose, this usage, Coming from us. Kent. My lord, when at their home I did commend your highness' letter to them, Ere I was risen from the place that showed My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post, Stewed in his haste, half breathless, panting forth From Goneril, his mistress, salutations; Delivered letters, spite of intermission, Which presently they read; on whose contents, They straight took horse; Commanded me to follow, and attend The leisure of their answer; gave me cold looks; And, meeting here the other messenger, Whose welcome, I perceived, had poisoned mine, -Being the very fellow which of late Displayed so saucily against your highness, --Having more man than wit about me, drew; He raised the house with loud and coward cries: Your son and daughter found this trespass worth The shame which here it suffers. Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way. Thou shalt have as many dolours for thy daughters as thou canst tell in a year. To Lear. Lear. O, how this mother swells up toward my heart! 11)/sterica passiaf Down, thou climbing sorrow! Thy element's below. Where is this daughter?...show more

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  • Paperback | 146 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 8mm | 272g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236875230
  • 9781236875235