1:05:07
The King is
in high rage.
1:05:10
To wilful men,
1:05:12
the injuries that
they themselves procure
must be their schoolmasters.
1:05:18
Shut up your doors.
He is attended
with a desperate train.
1:05:21
Shut up your doors,
my lord.
1:05:31
Hyah!
1:06:03
Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear,
tarry and take the fool with thee.
1:06:46
Blow, winds!
1:06:53
And crack your cheeks!
1:06:59
Rage.