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Viser kontekstSkuespill: Lear, ACT IV, SCENE VI. Fields near Dover.OSWALD: A proclaim'd prize! Most happy! That eyeless head of thine was first framed flesh To raise my fortunes. Thou old unhappy traitor, Briefly thyself remember: the sword is out That must destroy thee. Skuespill: Lear, ACT IV, SCENE VI. Fields near Dover. GLOUCESTER: Now let thy friendly hand Put strength enough to't. Skuespill: Lear, ACT IV, SCENE VI. Fields near Dover. OSWALD: Wherefore, bold peasant, Darest thou support a publish'd traitor? Hence; Lest that the infection of his fortune take Like hold on thee. Let go his arm. |