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Skuespill: Lear, ACT V, SCENE III. The British camp near Dover.
EDMUND: This speech of yours hath moved me,
And shall perchance do good: but speak you on;
You look as you had something more to say.

Skuespill: Lear, ACT V, SCENE III. The British camp near Dover.
ALBANY: If there be more, more woeful, hold it in;
For I am almost ready to dissolve,
Hearing of this.

Skuespill: Lear, ACT V, SCENE III. The British camp near Dover.
EDGAR: This would have seem'd a period
To such as love not sorrow; but another,
To amplify too much, would make much more,
And top extremity.
Whilst I was big in clamour came there in a man,
Who, having seen me in my worst estate,
Shunn'd my abhorr'd society; but then, finding
Who 'twas that so endured, with his strong arms
He fastened on my neck, and bellow'd out
As he'ld burst heaven; threw him on my father;
Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him
That ever ear received: which in recounting
His grief grew puissant and the strings of life
Began to crack: twice then the trumpets sounded,
And there I left him tranced.