King Lear - William Shakespeare - Grāmatas -  - 9798668954704 - 2020. gada 14. oktobris
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King Lear

Book Excerpt: ...her worth. In my true heartI find she names my very deed of love; Only she comes too short, --that I professMyself an enemy to all other joysWhich the most precious square of sense possesses, And find I am alone felicitateIn your dear highness' love. Cor.[Aside.] Then poor Cordelia!And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love'sMore richer than my tongue. Lear. To thee and thine hereditary everRemain this ample third of our fair kingdom; No less in space, validity, and pleasureThan that conferr'd on Goneril.--Now, our joy, Although the last, not least; to whose young loveThe vines of France and milk of BurgundyStrive to be interess'd; what can you say to drawA third more opulent than your sisters? Speak. Cor. Nothing, my lord. Lear. Nothing!Cor. Nothing. Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak again. Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heaveMy heart into my mouth.

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Izlaists 2020. gada 14. oktobris
ISBN13 9798668954704
Lapas 124
Izmēri 152 × 229 × 7 mm   ·   190 g
Valoda Angļu  

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