King Lear by William Shakespeare
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With thine, and all that offer to defend him,
Stand in assured loss: take up, take up; And follow me, that will to some provision Give thee quick conduct. Kent. Oppressed nature sleeps:-- This rest might yet have balm'd thy broken sinews, Which, if convenience will not allow, Stand in hard cure.--Come, help to bear thy master; [To the Fool.] Thou must not stay behind. Glou. Come, come, away! [Exeunt Kent, Gloster, and the Fool, bearing off Lear.] Edg. When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes. Who alone suffers suffers most i' the mind, Leaving free things and happy shows behind: But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship. How light and portable my pain seems now, When that which makes me bend makes the king bow; He childed as I fathered!--Tom, away! Mark the high noises; and thyself bewray, When false opinion, whose wrong thought defiles thee, In thy just proof repeals and reconciles thee. |
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