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Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE IV. A hall in the same.
KING LEAR: Your name, fair gentlewoman?

Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE IV. A hall in the same.
GONERIL: This admiration, sir, is much o' the savour
Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you
To understand my purposes aright:
As you are old and reverend, you should be wise.
Here do you keep a hundred knights and squires;
Men so disorder'd, so debosh'd and bold,
That this our court, infected with their manners,
Shows like a riotous inn: epicurism and lust
Make it more like a tavern or a brothel
Than a graced palace. The shame itself doth speak
For instant remedy: be then desired
By her, that else will take the thing she begs,
A little to disquantity your train;
And the remainder, that shall still depend,
To be such men as may besort your age,
And know themselves and you.

Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE IV. A hall in the same.
KING LEAR: Darkness and devils!
Saddle my horses; call my train together:
Degenerate bastard! I'll not trouble thee.
Yet have I left a daughter.