Nahum Tate, The History of King Lear — Act II
“ But Love detains me from Death's peacefull Cell, Still whispering me Cordelia's in distress; Unkinde as she is I cannot see her wretched, But must be neer to wait upon her Fortune. Who knows but the white minute yet may come When Edgar may do service to Cordelia, That charming Hope still ties me to the Oar Of painfull Life, and makes me too, submit To th' humblest shifts to keep that Life a foot ”
Nahum Tate, The History of King Lear — Act II
“ If you do love Old men, if your sweet sway Allow Obedience; if your selves are Old, Make it your Cause, send down and take my part; Why, Gorgon, dost thou come to haunt me here? Art not asham'd to look upon this Beard? Darkness upon my Eyes they play me false, O Regan, wilt thou take her by the Hand? ”
Nahum Tate, The History of King Lear — Act II
“ Vengeance! Death, Plague, Confusion, Fiery? what Quality — why Gloster, Gloster, I'd speak with the Duke of Cornwal and his Wife. Glost.I have inform'd 'em so. Lear.Inform'd 'em! dost thou understand me, Man, I tell thee Gloster— Glost.I, my good Lord. Lear.The King wou'd speak with Cornwal, the dear Father Would with his Daughter speak, commands her Service. Are they inform'd of this? my Breath and Blood! Fiery! the fiery Duke! tell the hot Duke — No, but not yet, may be he is not well: Infirmity do's still neglect all Office ”
