before the Court;Globe;Whitehall;Outdoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)
Cor. | Cord.
Words
830
Characters
4335
Typicality
0.35 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP id
A11978
BritDrama no.
1486
Cluster
Cluster 10 — Mourners, mothers & doleful voices
Important excerpts
Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 10 (earine, jarbus, alack, vapours, mishap, hapless…). Matches are highlighted.
What shall Cordelia do, love and be filent. Alack 'tis he, why he was met even now, As mad as the vent sea singing aloud, Crowned with rank femiter and furrow weeds, With hor-docks, hemlock, nettles, cookow flowers,
had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire, and wast thou feign poor father, To houill thee with swine and rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw, alack, alack, 'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all, he wakes speak to him. How does my royal Lord, how fares your majesty. Sir know me. Still,
Full speech
What shall Cordelia do, love and be filent. Alack 'tis he, why he was met even now, As mad as the vent sea singing aloud, Crowned with rank femiter and furrow weeds, With hor-docks, hemlock, nettles, cookow flowers, Darnel and all the idle weeds that grow, In our sustaining, corn, a century is sent forth, Search every acre in the High grown field, And bring him to our eye, what can men wisdom In the restoring his bereaved sense, he that can help him Take all my outward worth. Be better suited these weeds are memories of those Worse hours, I prithe put them off. Oh my deer father restoratio ̄ hang thy medicine on my lips, And let this kiss repair those violent harms that my two sisters Have in thy reverence made. We are not the first who with best meaning have incurd The worst, for thee oppressed King am I cast down, My self could else outfrown false Fortune's frown, Shall we not see these daughters, and these sisters? Then poor Cord. & yet not so, since I am sure My loves more richer then my tongue. Nothing my Lord. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave my heart into my mouth, I love your Majesty according to my bound, nor more nor less. Good my Lord, You have begotten me, bred me, loved me, I return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you, Why have my sisters husbands if they say they love you all, Happily when I shall wed, that Lord whose hand Must take my plighted, shall carry half my love with him, Half my care and duty, sure I shall never Marry Like my sisters, to love my father all. I good my Lord. So young my Lord and true. I yet beseech your Majesty, If for I want that glib and oily Art, To speak and purpose not, since what I well intend I'll do't before I speak, that you may know It is no vicious blot, murder or foulness, No unclean Actium or dishonord step That hath deprived me of your grace and favour, But even for want of that, for which I am rich, A still soliciting eye, and such a tongue, As I am glad I have not, though not to have it, Hath lost me in your liking. Peace be with Burgundy, since that respects Of fortune are his love, I shall not be his wife. The jewels of our father, With washed eyes Cordelia leaves you, I know you what you are, And Like a sister am most loath to call your faults As they are nam, use well our Father, To your professed bosoms I commit him, But yet alas stood I within his grace, I would prefer him to a better place: So farewell to you both? Time shall unfold what pleated cum ̄ ning hides, Who covers faults, at last shame them derides: Well may you prosper. All blessed secrets all you unpublished virtues of the earth, Spring with my tears beaydant and remediat, In the good men distress, seek, seek, for him, Lest his vngouernd rage dissolve the life. That wants the means to led it. 'Tis known before, our preparation stands, In expectation of them, o deer father It is thy business that I go about, therefore great France My mourning and important tears hath pitied, No blown ambition does our arms in sighed But love, deer love, and our aged father's right, Soon may I hear and see him. Oh thou good Kenned how shall I live and work to match thy goodness, My life will be too short and every measure fail me. Then beet so, my good Lord how does the king. Oh you kind Gods cure this great breach in his abused nature, The untuned and hurrying senses, Oh wind up Of this child changed father. Be governed by your knowledge and proceed, Ith sway of your own will is he arrayed, Very well. Had you not be their father these white flakes, Had challenged pity of them, was this a face To be exposed against the warring winds, To stand against the deep dread bolted thunder, In the most terrible and nimble stroke Of quick cross lightning to watch poor Perdu, With this thin helm mine injurious dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire, and wast thou feign poor father, To houill thee with swine and rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw, alack, alack, 'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all, he wakes speak to him. How does my royal Lord, how fares your majesty. Sir know me. Still, still, far wide. Oh look upon me sir, and hold your hands in benedicti on over me, no sir you must not kneel. And so I am. No cause, no cause. Wilt please your highness walk?
Plot summary
Plot — King Lear
King Lear intends to divide his kingdom between his sons-in-law: they will become the effective rulers, while he remains titular king with a retinue of knights, residing with each by monthly turns. His elder daughters, Goneril and Regan, are already married to dukes of the north and west of Britain; his youngest, Cordelia, is being courted by two suitors from mainland Europe. Lear requires that each daughter make a public statement of her love for him, to determine her merit and therefore her share of the kingdom. Goneril and Regan give it their all, but Cordelia refuses to make a self-serving and insincere statement which will encroach on the rights of her future husband. In consequence, she gets nothing, and the Earl of Kent is banished when he tries to intervene; the King of France marries her anyway, without a dowry. Kent stays in the kingdom, disguises himself, and gets himself a place in Lear’s service. Lear proves a difficult house-guest, and Goneril an ungracious hostess. When she asks him to reduce his retinue, he angrily moves on early to stay with Regan. Father and daughter both send letters ahead to explain the situation, carried by Kent and Oswald respectively; Goneril’s messenger meets with a better reception. Kent brawls with Oswald and is put in the stocks, which offends Lear when he arrives, closely followed by Goneril. The two daughters demand progressively greater diminutions in the number of Lear’s knights. Rather than stay with either of them, he furiously goes out into a storm, and goes mad. Meanwhile, Edmund the bastard, envious of his legitimate brother Edgar, uses a forged letter to persuade their father, the Earl of Gloucester, that Edgar is plotting to murder him. He induces Edgar to flee as if he were guilty. Edgar evades the hue and cry, disguises himself as a beggar, Poor Tom, and meets Lear in a hovel. The French army lands in Britain near Dover. Kent sends a gentleman with a message to Cordelia, and Gloucester confides in Edmund that he has received secret information about the invasion. He goes out into the storm to help Lear, disobeying Cornwall’s orders to the contrary, and helps him to escape onto the Dover road to join Cordelia and the French. Edmund betrays his father and is created Earl of Gloucester; Cornwall sends him to liaise with Albany about war preparations. The elder Gloucester is arrested, interrogated, and blinded, despite a servant’s efforts to save him; Cornwall is wounded in the struggle, and…