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Viser kontekstSkuespill: Lear, ACT III, SCENE VI. A chamber in a farmhouse adjoining the castle.EDGAR: Aside My tears begin to take his part so much, They'll mar my counterfeiting. Skuespill: Lear, ACT III, SCENE VI. A chamber in a farmhouse adjoining the castle. KING LEAR: The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me. Skuespill: Lear, ACT III, SCENE VI. A chamber in a farmhouse adjoining the castle. EDGAR: Tom will throw his head at them. Avaunt, you curs! Be thy mouth or black or white, Tooth that poisons if it bite; Mastiff, grey-hound, mongrel grim, Hound or spaniel, brach or lym, Or bobtail tike or trundle-tail, Tom will make them weep and wail: For, with throwing thus my head, Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled. Do de, de, de. Sessa! Come, march to wakes and fairs and market-towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry. |