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Viser kontekstSkuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE I. King Lear's palace.KING LEAR: The bow is bent and drawn, make from the shaft. Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE I. King Lear's palace. KENT: Let it fall rather, though the fork invade The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly, When Lear is mad. What wilt thou do, old man? Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak, When power to flattery bows? To plainness honour's bound, When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy doom; And, in thy best consideration, cheque This hideous rashness: answer my life my judgment, Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least; Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound Reverbs no hollowness. Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE I. King Lear's palace. KING LEAR: Kent, on thy life, no more. |