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Viser kontekstSkuespill: 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. |