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Viser kontekstSkuespill: Lear, ACT IV, SCENE VI. Fields near Dover.KING LEAR: No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even The natural fool of fortune. Use me well; You shall have ransom. Let me have surgeons; I am cut to the brains. Skuespill: Lear, ACT IV, SCENE VI. Fields near Dover. Gentleman: You shall have any thing. Skuespill: Lear, ACT IV, SCENE VI. Fields near Dover. KING LEAR: No seconds? all myself? Why, this would make a man a man of salt, To use his eyes for garden water-pots, Ay, and laying autumn's dust. |