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What comfort may be brought to chear your age,
Kent. Hear you that, my liege?
Kent. Here, my liege.
Lear. Why I have news that will recall thy youth: Ha! didst thou hear't, or did th’inspiring gods Whisper to me alone ? Old Lear shall be A king again. Alb. Thy captive daughter too, the wife of
France, Unransom'd we enlarge, and shall, with speed, Give her safe convoy to her royal husband.
Lear. Cordelia then is Queen again. Mark that! Winds, catch the found, And bear it on your rosy wings to Heav'n! Cordelia’s still a Queen.
Re-enter Edgar with Glocester.
Gloc. Where's my liege ?
message. Edmund (but that's a trifle) is expir’d. What more will touch you, your imperious daugh
Cord. Oh, fatal period of ill-govern'd life!
Lear. Ingrateful as they were, my heart feels yet A
pang of nature for their wretched fall. Gloc. Now,gentlegods, give Glo'sterhis discharge.
Lear. No, Glo'ster, thou hast business yet for life; Thou, Kent, and I, in sweet tranquility VOL. III.
Will gently pass the evening of our days;
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