Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cor. Obey you, Loue you, and most Honour you.
Cor. Why haue my Sisters Husbands, if they say
Cor. They loue you all? Happily when I shall wed,
Cor. That Lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall carry
Cor. Halfe my loue with him, halfe my Care, and Dutie,
Cor. Sure I shall neuer marry like my Sisters.
Lear. Lear.
Lear. But goes thy heart with this?
Cor. Cor.
Cor. I my good Lord.
Lear. So young, and so vntender?
Cor. So young my Lord, and true.
Lear. Let it be so, thy truth then be thy dowre:
Lear. For by the sacred radience of the Sunne,
Lear. The miseries of Heccat and the night:
Lear. By all the operation of the Orbes,
Lear. From whom we do exist, and cease to be,