2:07:00
she lives.
2:07:03
If it be so, it is a chance
which does redeem all sorrows
2:07:07
that ever I have felt.
2:07:10
Is this the promis'd end?
2:07:13
Or image of that horror?
2:07:15
A plague upon you,
murderers, traitors all!
2:07:24
I might have sav'd her;
2:07:28
now she's gone for ever.
2:07:34
Cordelia,
2:07:37
Cordelia,
2:07:40
stay a little.
2:07:45
What is't
thou say'st?
2:07:50
Her voice was ever soft,
2:07:54
gentle and low,
2:07:57
an excellent thing
in woman.
2:08:02
I kill'd the slave
that was a-hanging thee.
2:08:06
Did I not, fellow?
2:08:13
Who are you?
2:08:16
Mine eyes are
not of the best,
I'll tell you straight.
2:08:20
Are you not Kent?
2:08:22
The same,
your servant Kent.
2:08:26
He's dead and rotten.
No, my good lord;
2:08:29
I am the very man
2:08:31
I'll see that straight.
2:08:33
That from your first
of difference and decay
have follow'd your sad steps.
2:08:43
You are welcome hither.
2:08:49
Nor no man else.
2:08:52
And my poor fool
is hang'd.
2:08:58
No,