Korol Lir
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:57:03
Deny to speak with me?
They have travelled all the night?

:57:08
Mere fetches.
:57:09
My dear lord!
:57:11
You know the fiery quality of the duke,
how unremovable he is in his course.

:57:17
Vengeance! Death!
Confusion! Fiery?

:57:24
Why, Gloster, Gloster, I'Id speak
with the duke and his wife!

:57:28
Well, my good lord, I have
informed them so.

:57:31
- Dost thou understand me, man?
- Ay, my good lord.

:57:35
The king would speak
with Cornwall,

:57:36
the dear father would
with his daughter speak:

:57:39
Are they informed of this?
:57:42
My breath and blood! No!
:57:47
Tell the hot duke that...
:57:51
No, but not yet.
:57:57
May be he is not well, infirmity
doth still neglect all office.

:58:03
I'll forbear. And am fallen out
with my more headier will,

:58:07
to take the indisposed and sickly
fit for the sound man.

:58:11
Death on my state!
:58:14
Wherefore should he
sit here?

:58:19
No, this remotion of the duke
and her is practice only.

:58:24
Give me my servant forth!
:58:25
Go tell the duke and's wife
:58:27
I'Id speak with them, now,
presently:

:58:29
Bid them come forth
and hear me,

:58:33
or at their chamber-door
I'll beat the drum

:58:35
till it cry sleep to death.
:58:39
I would have all well betwixt you.
:58:43
O me, my heart, my rising heart!
:58:47
But, down!
:58:53
- Good morrow to you both.
- Hail to your Grace!

:58:56
I am glad to see your highness.
:58:58
Regan, I think you are!

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