:08:00
Twas this flesh begot
those pelican daughters.
:08:06
Pillicock sat on Pillicock-hill -
Halloo, halloo, loo, loo...
:08:15
This cold night will turn us all
to fools and madmen.
:08:22
Take heed of the foul fiend.
Tom's a-cold.
:08:26
Why, thou wert better in thy grave
:08:28
than to answer with thy uncovered
body this extremity of the skies.
:08:36
Is man no more
than this?
:08:46
Consider him well.
:08:48
Thou owest the worm no silk,
the beast no hide.
:08:58
Here's three on's are sophisticated!
Thou art the thing itself.
:09:03
Unaccommodated man
:09:05
is no more but such a poor,
bare, forkt animal
:09:13
as thou art.
:09:17
Off, off!
:09:20
You lendings!
:09:25
Come, unbutton here.
:09:32
Prithee, nuncle, be contented,
tis a naughty night to swim in.
:09:37
- How fares your Grace?
- It shall be done!
:09:40
I will arraign them straight!
:09:44
Come, sit thou here, most learned
justicer.
:09:48
Thou, sapient sir, sit here.
:09:51
Now, you she foxes!
:09:55
Will you lie down and rest upon
the cushions?
:09:58
Arraign her first.
Tis Goneril.