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To quarrel with your great opposeless wills,
Lear on his Flatterers. They flatter'd me like a dog ; and told me I had white hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there. To say ay and no, to everything I said!—Ay and no too was no good divinity. 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 them, there I smelt them out. Go to, they are not men o’ their words; they told me I was everything ; 'tis a lie ; I am not ague-proof.
Scene between Lear and Cordelia. CORDELIA. How does my royal lord? How fares
your majesty? LEAR. You do me wrong to take me out o’the grave. Thou art a soul in bliss : but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. CORDELIA.
know me? LEAR. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you
die? CORDELIA. Still, still, far wide ! PHYSICIAN. He's scarce awake ; let him alone awhile. LEAR. Where have I been ?-Where am I ?-Fair
day-lightI am mightily abused.—I should even die with pity, To see another thus.— I know not what to say. — I will not swear these are my hands : let's see ; I feel this pin prick. Would I were assured Of my
condition. CORDELIA. O, look upon me, sir,
And hold your hands in benediction o'er me :-
Pray do not mock me :
And so I
am, LEAR. Be your tears wet? Yes, faith, I pray, weep
you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know
No cause, no cause.
In your own kingdom, sir.
CORDELIA. Will't please your highness walk ?
You must bear with me : Pray now forget and forgive : I am old and foolish.
Lear Cordelia when taken Prisoners.
Edgar's defiance of Edmund.
my best spirits, are bent To prove upon thy heart, whereto I speak, Thou liest.
Lear on the Death of Cordelia.
I'd use them so
for ever !I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.--Lend me a looking-glass ; If that her breath will mist or stain the stone, Why then she lives.
This feather stirs : she lives! if it be so,
Macbeth and Banquo, generals in the army of Duncan, king of Scotland, returning from a victorious campaign, encounter, on a blighted heath, three witches, who hail Macbeth as the future king of Scotland. Inspi thus with a craving for royalty, Macbeth, in a letter, informs his wife, an ambitious and unscrupulous woman, of the greatness that is predicted for him, and in order to obtain the sovereignty he resolves to murder the good king Duncan. The virtues of the king cause him to hesitate, but his scruples are overcome by Lady Macbeth, and he assassinates Duncan whilst a guest in Inverness Castle. With the connivance of his wife, Macbeth endeavours to cast suspicion of the murder on the guards who sleep at the entrance to the king's chamber; he is, however, himself suspected of the crime, especially by Banquo, who has heard the prediction of the witches ; and Macbeth, remembering this, causes Banquo to be slain. Malcolm and Donalbain, sons of the deceased monarch, fly from Scotland; the former escapes to England, where he is joined by Macduff, a nobleman of Scotland. They obtain assistance from England, and, with an army commanded by Siward, Earl of Northumberland, besiege Macbeth's castle, where the tyrant is slain by Macduff. Lady Macbeth, a prey to remorse, and " troubled with thick-coming fancies,” dies, and Malcolm is proclaimed King.
Description of the Witches.
Macbeth's Disposition. Yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o'the milk of human kindness, To catch the nearest way: Thou would'st be great; Art not without ambition ; but without The illness should attend it. What thou would'st
highly, That would'st thou holily : would'st not play false, And yet would’st wrongly win.
Macbeth's Irresolution. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 't were well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch,