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King Lear by William Shakespeare

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WE TWO ALONE WILL SING LIKE BIRDS I’ TH’ CAGE.
WHEN THOU DOST ASK ME BLESSING, I’LL KNEEL DOWN
AND ASK OF THEE FORGIVENESS. SO WE’LL LIVE,
AND PRAY, AND SING, AND TELL OLD TALES, AND LAUGH
AT GILDED BUTTERFLIES, AND HEAR POOR ROGUES
TALK OF COURT NEWS, AND WE’LL TALK WITH THEM TOO—
WHO LOSES AND WHO WINS; WHO’S IN, WHO’S OUT—
AND TAKE UPON ’S THE MYSTERY OF THINGS,
AS IF WE WERE GOD’S SPIES. AND WE’LL WEAR OUT,
IN A WALLED PRISON, PACKS AND SECTS OF GREAT ONES
THAT EBB AND FLOW BY TH’ MOON.
UPON SUCH SACRIFICES, MY CORDELIA,
THE GODS THEMSELVES THROW INCENSE. HAVE I CAUGHT
THEE?
HE THAT PARTS US SHALL BRING A BRAND FROM HEAVEN
AND FIRE US HENCE LIKE FOXES. WIPE THINE EYES.
THE GOOD YEARS SHALL DEVOUR THEM, FLESH AND FELL,
ERE THEY SHALL MAKE US WEEP. WE’LL SEE ’EM STARVED
FIRST.

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