Korol Lir
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< be remembered.
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His bed is my gaol,
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from the warmth loathed whereof
deliver me.

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Your wife, so I would say,
affectionate servant, Goneril.

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How does the king?
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Madam, sleeps still.
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There are many simple operative
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whose power will close the eye
of anguish.

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O you kind gods!
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Cure this great breach
in his abused nature!


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