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Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE I. King Lear's palace.
KING LEAR: Will you, with those infirmities she owes,
Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,
Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with our oath,
Take her, or leave her?

Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE I. King Lear's palace.
BURGUNDY: Pardon me, royal sir;
Election makes not up on such conditions.

Skuespill: Lear, ACT I, SCENE I. King Lear's palace.
KING LEAR: Then leave her, sir; for, by the power that made me,
I tell you all her wealth.
For you, great king,
I would not from your love make such a stray,
To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you
To avert your liking a more worthier way
Than on a wretch whom nature is ashamed
Almost to acknowledge hers.