William Shakespeare,
The Tragedy of King Lear
“ Enter Cornwall, Regan, Gloucester and Servants. LEAR. Good morrow to you both. CORNWALL. Hail to your grace! [Kent here set at liberty.] REGAN. I am glad to see your highness. LEAR. Regan, I think you are; I know what reason I have to think so: if thou shouldst not be glad, I would divorce me from thy mother’s tomb, Sepulchring an adultress. [To Kent] O, are you free? Some other time for that.—Beloved Regan, Thy sister’s naught: O Regan, she hath tied Sharp-tooth’d unkindness, like a vulture, here. ”
