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Unformatted text preview: 101 101 Chapter 6 A NALYZING F ORM L EAR : Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloucester. G LOUCESTER : I shall, my liege. [Exeunt Gloucester and Edmund.] L EAR : Meantime we shall express our darker purpose. Give me the map there. Know that we have divided In three our kingdom: and tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburthend crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall, And you, our no less loving son of Albany, We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters several dowers, that future strife May be prevented now. The princes, France and Burgundy, Great rivals in our youngest daughters love, Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn, And here are to be answerd. Tell me, my daughters, (Since now we will divest us, both of rule, Interest of territory, cares of state), Which of you shall we say doth love us most? That we our largest bounty may extend Where nature doth merit challenge. Goneril, Our eldest-born, speak first. G ONERIL : Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter; Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty; Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour; As much as child eer loved, or father found; CH06.QXD 7/30/2004 9:13 AM Page 101 102 UNIT II: GENERAL FORMS OF CRITICISM A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; Beyond all manner of so much I love you. C ORDELIA : [Aside] What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent. L EAR : Of all these bounds, even from this line to this, With shadowy forests and with champains richd, With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads, We make thee lady: to thine and Albanys issue Be this perpetual. What says our second daughter, Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak. R EGAN : Sir, I am made Of the self-same metal that my sister is, And prize me at her worth. In my true heart I find she names my very deed of love; Only she comes too short: that I profess Myself as enemy to all other joys, Which the most precious square of sense possesses; And find I am alone felicitate In your dear Highness love. C ORDELIA : [Aside] Then poor Cordelia! And yet not so; since, I am sure, my loves More richer than my tongue. L EAR : To thee and thine, hereditary ever, Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom; No less in space, validity, and pleasure, Than that conferrd on Goneril. Now, our joy, Although the last, not least; to whose young love The vines of France and milk of Burgundy Strive to be interessd; what can you say to draw A third more opulent than your sisters? Speak. C ORDELIA : Nothing, my lord. L EAR : Nothing....
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This note was uploaded on 04/12/2009 for the course COMM 401 taught by Professor Staff during the Spring '08 term at Maryland.
- Spring '08
- King Lear, Order, Vision, Vision, Cordelia, Goneril, Regan