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- Edition: King Lear
 
King Lear (Modern, Folio)
- Introduction
 - Texts of this edition
 - Contextual materials
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- Holinshed on King Lear
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- The History of King Leir
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- Albion's England (Selection)
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- Hardyng's Chronicle (Selection)
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- Kings of Britain
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- Chronicles of England
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- Faerie Queene
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- The Mirror for Magistrates
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- The Arcadia
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- A Declaration of Egregious Popish Impostures
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- Aristotle on tragedy
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- The Book of Job (Selections)
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- The Monk's Tale (Selections)
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- The Defense of Poetry
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- The First Blast of the Trumpet
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- Basilicon Doron
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- On Bastards
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- On Aging
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- King Lear (Adapted by Nahum Tate)
  
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 - Facsimiles
 
 Blow winds and crack your cheeks. Rage, blow
 O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is 16661444better than this rainwater out o'door. 1445Good nuncle, 1667in; ask thy daughters' blessing. 1446Here's a night pities 1668neither wise men, nor fools.
 Rumble thy bellyful. Spit fire, spout rain.
 He that has a house to put's head in, has a good 1681headpiece.
 3.2.22.1[Sings]
 3.2.24 Before the head has any,
 3.2.26 So beggars marry many.
 3.2.28 What he his heart should make,
 3.2.30 And turn his sleep to wake.
 No, I will be the pattern of all patience;
 3.2.34.1[He sits.]
 Who's there?
 Marry here's grace, and a codpiece, that's a 1693wise man and a fool.
 Alas, sir, are you here? 1470Things that love night
 1702Lear
  Let the great gods
  Alack, bare-headed?
 1722Lear
  My wits begin to turn.
 3.2.69.1[Sings.]
 3.2.70He that has and a little tiny wit,
 True, boy. [To Kent] Come bring us to this hovel.
 This is a brave night to cool a courtesan. 1735I'll speak a prophecy ere I go.
 3.2.87Come to great confusion.