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Ripping out eye balls
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Like the three marks of conditioned existence, this world in itself is filthy, hostile, and crowded
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Mmm. Thanks. Didn’t see that.
Like the three marks of conditioned existence, this world in itself is filthy, hostile, and crowded
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CORNWALL See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold the chair.
Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.
GLOUCESTER He that will think to live till he be old, 75
Give me some help! O cruel! O you gods!
REGAN One side will mock another; the other too.
CORNWALL If you see vengeance,--
First Servant Hold your hand, my lord:
I have served you ever since I was a child; 80
But better service have I never done you
Than now to bid you hold.
REGAN How now, you dog!
First Servant If you did wear a beard upon your chin,
I'd shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean? 85
CORNWALL My villain!
[They draw and fight]
First Servant Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger.
REGAN Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus!
[Takes a sword, and runs at him behind]
First Servant O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left
To see some mischief on him. O! 90
[Dies]
CORNWALL Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
Where is thy lustre now?
GLOUCESTER All dark and comfortless. Where's my son Edmund?
Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature,
To quit this horrid act.
(King Lear, Act3, Scene 7)
Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot.
GLOUCESTER He that will think to live till he be old, 75
Give me some help! O cruel! O you gods!
REGAN One side will mock another; the other too.
CORNWALL If you see vengeance,--
First Servant Hold your hand, my lord:
I have served you ever since I was a child; 80
But better service have I never done you
Than now to bid you hold.
REGAN How now, you dog!
First Servant If you did wear a beard upon your chin,
I'd shake it on this quarrel. What do you mean? 85
CORNWALL My villain!
[They draw and fight]
First Servant Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger.
REGAN Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up thus!
[Takes a sword, and runs at him behind]
First Servant O, I am slain! My lord, you have one eye left
To see some mischief on him. O! 90
[Dies]
CORNWALL Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vile jelly!
Where is thy lustre now?
GLOUCESTER All dark and comfortless. Where's my son Edmund?
Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature,
To quit this horrid act.
(King Lear, Act3, Scene 7)