:09:03
Unaccommodated man
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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.
:10:05
I here take my oath
before this honourable assembly,
:10:09
she kicked
:10:11
the poor king
her father.
:10:17
And here's another,
whose warpt looks proclaim
:10:22
what store her heart
is made on.
:10:30
Stop her there!
Arms, arms, sword, fire!
:10:36
Corruption in the place!
:10:38
Then let them
anatomize Regan.
:10:42
See what breeds about her heart.
Is there any cause that makes it hard.
:10:50
You, sir, I entertain
for one of my hundred.
:10:55
Only I do not like the fashion
of your garments.
:10:58
Now, my good lord, lie here
and rest awhile.