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Viser kontekstSkuespill: Lear, ACT V, SCENE III. The British camp near Dover.ALBANY: Sir, you have shown to-day your valiant strain, And fortune led you well: you have the captives That were the opposites of this day's strife: We do require them of you, so to use them As we shall find their merits and our safety May equally determine. Skuespill: Lear, ACT V, SCENE III. The British camp near Dover. EDMUND: Sir, I thought it fit To send the old and miserable king To some retention and appointed guard; Whose age has charms in it, whose title more, To pluck the common bosom on his side, An turn our impress'd lances in our eyes Which do command them. With him I sent the queen; My reason all the same; and they are ready To-morrow, or at further space, to appear Where you shall hold your session. At this time We sweat and bleed: the friend hath lost his friend; And the best quarrels, in the heat, are cursed By those that feel their sharpness: The question of Cordelia and her father Requires a fitter place. Skuespill: Lear, ACT V, SCENE III. The British camp near Dover. ALBANY: Sir, by your patience, I hold you but a subject of this war, Not as a brother. |