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What says our second daughter,
our dearest Regan,
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wife to Cornwall? Speak.
:11:23
I am made of that self metal
as my sister,
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and prize me at her worth.
:11:29
In my true heart
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I find she names my very deed
of love,
:11:34
only she comes too short.
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And find am alone felicitate
in your dear highness' love.
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In your dear highness' love.
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To thee and thine hereditary ever
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remain this ample third of our fair
kingdom.
:12:04
Then poor Cordelia!
:12:08
And yet not so,
:12:11
since my love's more richer
than my tongue.
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Now, ourjoy,
:12:18
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.
:12:55
I love your majesty
according to my bond,