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Then poor Cordelia!
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And yet not so,
:12:11
since my love's more richer
than my tongue.
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Now, ourjoy,
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what can you say to draw a third
more opulent than your sisters'?
:12:24
Nothing, my lord.
:12:27
Nothing?
:12:29
Nothing.
:12:40
Nothing will come of nothing.
:12:46
Speak again.
:12:52
Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
my heart into my mouth.
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I love your majesty
according to my bond,
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nor more nor less.
:13:17
Cordelia, mend your speech a little,
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lest it may mar your fortunes.
:13:33
Good my lord,
you have begot me,
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bred me, loved me.
:13:38
I return those duties back
as are right fit:
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Obey you, love you,
and most honour you.
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Why have my sisters husbands,
if they say they love you all?
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Haply, when I shall wed,
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that lord shall carry half my love
with him, half my care and duty.