| 1 | 0–49 | 524 | unassigned | | I Thought the King had more affected the Duke of Albany, than Cornwall. It did always seem so to us: But now i… |
| 2 | 50–123 | 532 | unassigned | | I am made of that selfe-mettle as my Sister, And prise me at her worth. In my true heart, I find she names my … |
| 3 | 124–193 | 503 | unassigned | | Royal Lear, Whom I have ever honoured as my King, Loved as my Father, as my Master followed, As my great Patro… |
| 4 | 194–260 | 499 | unassigned | | I know no answer. Will you with those infirmities she owes, Unfriended, new adopted to our hate, Dow'rd with o… |
| 5 | 261–316 | 524 | unassigned | | Thou hast her France, let her be thine, for we Have no such Daughter, nor shall ever see That face of hers aga… |
| 6 | 317–343 | 456 | unassigned | | Kent banished thus? and France in choler parted? And the King gone to night? Prescribed his power, Confined to… |
| 7 | 344–352 | 488 | unassigned | | I do not well know my L. If it shall please you to suspend your indignation against my Brother, till you can d… |
| 8 | 353–399 | 502 | unassigned | | I am thinking Brother of a prediction I read this other day, what should follow these Eclipses. Do you busy yo… |
| 9 | 400–431 | 500 | unassigned | | Let me not stay a jot for dinner, go get it ready: how now, what art thou? A man Sir. What dost thou profess? … |
| 10 | 432–480 | 500 | unassigned | | My Lady's Father. My Lady's Father? my Lord's knave, you whoreson dog, you slave, you cur. I am none of these … |
| 11 | 481–522 | 483 | unassigned | | When were you wont to be so full of Songs sirrah? I have used it Nuncle, ere since thou mad'st thy Daughters t… |
| 12 | 523–588 | 460 | unassigned | | Lears shadow. Your name, fair Gentlewoman? This admiration Sir, is much o' th' savour Of other your new pranks… |
| 13 | 589–654 | 509 | unassigned | | I'll tell thee: Life and death, I am ashamed That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus, That these hot tea… |
| 14 | 655–715 | 508 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.75 | What canst tell Boy? She will taste as like this as, a Crab does to a Crab: thou canst tell why one's nose sta… |
| 15 | 716–780 | 488 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.72 | Now Edmund, where's the villain? Here stood he in the dark, his sharp Sword out, Mumbling of wicked charms, co… |
| 16 | 781–832 | 493 | unassigned | | No marvel then, though he were ill affected, 'Tis they have put him on the old man's death, To have th' expens… |
| 17 | 833–889 | 497 | unassigned | | Draw you Rascal, you come with Letters against the King, and take Vanity the puppets part, against the Royalty… |
| 18 | 890–956 | 503 | unassigned | | Sir, in good faith, in sincere verity, Under th' allowance of your great aspect, Whose influence like the wrea… |
| 19 | 957–1028 | 515 | unassigned | | I heard myself proclaimed, And by the happy hollow of a Tree, Escaped the hunt. No Port is free, no place That… |
| 20 | 1029–1087 | 496 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.84 | Oh how this Mother swells up toward my heart! Historica passio, down thou climbing sorrow, Thy Elements below … |
| 21 | 1088–1153 | 498 | T11 Siblings, kin and confidants | 0.80 | Cry to it Nuncle, as the Cockney did to the Ecles, when she put 'em i' th' Paste alive, she knapped 'em o' th'… |
| 22 | 1154–1221 | 511 | T11 Siblings, kin and confidants | 0.84 | I know't, my Sisters: this approves her Letter, That she would soon be here. Is your Lady come? This is a Slav… |
| 23 | 1222–1286 | 497 | unassigned | | Why might not you my Lord, receive attendance From those that she calls Servants, or from mine? Why not my Lor… |
| 24 | 1287–1353 | 514 | unassigned | | O Sir, to wilful men, The injuries that they themselves procure, Must be their Schoolmasters: shut up your doo… |
| 25 | 1354–1419 | 514 | unassigned | | He that has a house to put's head in, has a good Head-piece: The Codpiece that will house, before the head has… |
| 26 | 1420–1467 | 524 | unassigned | | Alack, alack Edmund, I like not this unnatural dealing; when I desired their leave that I might pity him, they… |
| 27 | 1468–1492 | 494 | unassigned | | Fathom, and half, Fathom and half; poor Tom. Come not in here Nuncle, here's a spirit, help me, help me. Give … |
| 28 | 1493–1528 | 459 | unassigned | | Thou wert better in a Grave, then to answer with thy uncovered body, this extremity of the Skies. Is man no mo… |
| 29 | 1529–1577 | 519 | unassigned | | Canst thou blame him? His Daughters seek his death: Ah, that good Kent, He said it would be thus: poor banishe… |
| 30 | 1578–1632 | 514 | unassigned | | The little dogs, and all; Trey, Blanch, and Sweetheart: see, they bark at me. Tom, will throw his head at them… |
| 31 | 1633–1708 | 512 | unassigned | | Bind him I say. Hard, hard: O filthy Traitor. Unmerciful Lady, as you are, I'm none. To this Chair bind him, V… |
| 32 | 1709–1779 | 512 | unassigned | | I have received a hurt: Fellow me Lady; Turn out that eyeless Villain: throw this Slave Upon the Dunghill: Reg… |
| 33 | 1780–1853 | 513 | unassigned | | Here take this purse, thou whom the heaven's plagues Have humbled to all strokes: that I am wretched Makes the… |
| 34 | 1854–1929 | 509 | unassigned | | Both, both, my Lord. This Letter Madam, craves a speedy answer: 'Tis from your Sister. One way I like this wel… |
| 35 | 1930–1999 | 497 | unassigned | | Madam, I had rather— I know your Lady does not love her Husband, I am sure of that: and at her late being here… |
| 36 | 2000–2054 | 516 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.78 | Gone Sir, farewell: And yet I know not how conceit may rob The Treasury of life, when life itself Yields to th… |
| 37 | 2055–2083 | 514 | unassigned | | The trick of that voice, I do well remember: Is't not the King? I, every inch a King. When I do stare, see how… |
| 38 | 2084–2155 | 501 | T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions | 0.75 | O matter, and impertinency mixed, Reason in Madness. If thou wilt weep my Fortunes, take my eyes. I know thee … |
| 39 | 2156–2215 | 511 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.80 | Good Gentleman go your gate, and let poor volke pass: and ' I'd ha' been zwaggerd out of my life, 'twould not … |
| 40 | 2216–2287 | 506 | unassigned | | So please your Majesty, That we may wake the King, he hath slept long? Be governed by your knowledge, and proc… |
| 41 | 2288–2361 | 503 | unassigned | | Wilt please your Highness' walk? You must bear with me: Pray you now forget, and forgive, I am old and foolish… |
| 42 | 2362–2428 | 497 | unassigned | | Grace go with you Sir. Away old man, give me thy hand, away: King Lear hath lost, he and his Daughter ta'en, G… |
| 43 | 2429–2500 | 481 | T29 Disguise and pursuit in Look About You | 0.86 | Sir, by your patience, I hold you but a subject of this War, Not as a Brother. That's as we list to grace him.… |
| 44 | 2501–2567 | 477 | T29 Disguise and pursuit in Look About You | 0.84 | Which is that Adversary? What's he that speaks for Edmund Earl of Gloster? Himself, what sayst thou to him? Dr… |
| 45 | 2568–2644 | 530 | unassigned | | By nursing them my Lord. List a brief tale, And when 'tis told, O that my heart would burst. The bloody procla… |
| 46 | 2645–2719 | 532 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.83 | Fall and cease. This feather stirs, she lives: if it be so, It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows That … |