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...which the deep dread-bolted thunders and the winged lightnings had spent their fury ? O never, never ! Let him pass ! he hates him That would upon the rack of this rough world Stretch him out longer. In the story of King Lear and his three daughters, as it is related in the "delectable and mellifluous"...

...[He dies. Edg. He faints. My Lord, Eent. Break heart, I pr'ythee break 1 Edg. Look np, my Lord. Eent. Vex not his ghost. O let him pass. He hates him That wonld npon the raek of this rongh world Streteh him ont longer. Edg. He is gone indeed. Eent. The wonder...

...! — My lord, my lord, — Kent. Break, heart ; I pr'ythee, brjak ! Edg. Look up, ray lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : O, let him pass ! he hates him,...the rack of this rough world Stretch him out longer. Edg. O, he is gone, indeed. Kent. The wonder is, he hath endured so long : He but usurp'd his life....

...faints ! — My lord, my lord, — KENT. Break, heart ; I prithee, break ! EDO. Look up, my lord. KENT. Vex not his ghost : O, let him pass ! he hates him That would upon the rack of this rough b world Stretch him out longer. EDO. He is gone, indeed. s And my poor fool is hang'd. Sir Joshua Reynolds,...

...faints !— My lord, my lord,— Kent. Break, heart ; I pr'ythee, break ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : O, let him pass ! he hates him, That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer. Edg. O, he is gone indeed. Kent. The wonder is, he hath endured...

...unrelieved. For Lear the aged, the weary-hearted, in the grave alone he is not the object of compassion. " O, let him pass ! he hates him, That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer." Lear and Cordelia are made prisoners of war; but vengeance is...

...lord, — Kent. Break, heart ; I pr'ythee, break ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : 0, let him pass ! he hates him, That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer. Edg. 0, he is gone indeed. Kent. The wonder is, he hath endured...

...! — My lord, my lord, — Kent. Break, heart ; I pr'ythee, br ;ak ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : O, let him pass ! he hates him,...the rack of this rough world Stretch him out longer. ]Sdg. O, he is gone, indeed. Kent. The wonder is, he hath endured so long : He but usurp'd his life....

...lord, — Kent. Break, heart ; I pr'ythee, br >ak ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : p, let him pass ! he hates him, That would upon the rack of this rough world Stretch him out longer. Edg. O, he is gone, indeed. Kent. The wonder is, he hath endured so long : He but usurp'd his life....