:59:04
Quickly send to the castle!
:59:08
For my writ is on the life
of Lear and on Cordelia.
:59:12
Run, run, O, run!
:59:39
Howl, howl, howl, howl!
:59:47
O, you are men of stone!
:59:52
Had I your tongues and eyes,
:59:54
I'ld use them so that heaven's
vault should crack!
1:00:00
She's gone for ever...
1:00:04
I know when one is dead,
and when one lives.
1:00:08
She's dead as earth.
1:00:12
Is this the promised end?
1:00:16
Or image of that horror?
1:00:18
Fall, and cease!
1:00:21
This feather stirs. She lives!
1:00:24
If it be so, it is a chance
1:00:26
which does redeem all sorrows
that ever I have felt.
1:00:29
- O my good master!
- Prithee, away.
1:00:32
A plague upon you, murderers,
traitors all!
1:00:36
I might have saved her!
1:00:39
Now she's gone for ever!
1:00:43
Cordelia, Cordelia!
Stay a little!
1:00:50
What is't thou say'st?
1:00:53
Her voice was ever soft, gentle,
and low, -
1:00:57
an excellent thing in woman.