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Viser kontekstSkuespill: Lear, ACT III, SCENE II. Another part of the heath. Storm still.Fool: Marry, here's grace and a cod-piece; that's a wise man and a fool. Skuespill: Lear, ACT III, SCENE II. Another part of the heath. Storm still. KENT: Alas, sir, are you here? things that love night Love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies Gallow the very wanderers of the dark, And make them keep their caves: since I was man, Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never Remember to have heard: man's nature cannot carry The affliction nor the fear. Skuespill: Lear, ACT III, SCENE II. Another part of the heath. Storm still. KING LEAR: Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou wretch, That hast within thee undivulged crimes, Unwhipp'd of justice: hide thee, thou bloody hand; Thou perjured, and thou simular man of virtue That art incestuous: caitiff, to pieces shake, That under covert and convenient seeming Hast practised on man's life: close pent-up guilts, Rive your concealing continents, and cry These dreadful summoners grace. I am a man More sinn'd against than sinning. |