Act 1 quotes

Gloucester insulting edmund

“yet his mother was fair; there was good sport in his making”

Love test lear

which of you shall say doth love us most

love test goneril

Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter. Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty

love test Regan

I am made of that self-mettle as my sister, only she comes too short, that i profess myself an enemy to all other joys

Lear nothing

Nothing will come of nothing, speak again

Cordelia love test

Unhappy that i am, I can not heave my heart into my mouth. I love your majesty according to my bond, no more no less

Lear upset at Cordelia

I loved her most

Lear keeping king status in name only

Only we shall retain the name and all the addition to a king

Kent protesting Lears poor judgement

See better, Lear

Cordelia final message to G+R

I know what you are… times shall unfold what plighted cunning hides… Glib and oily art

Lear gib cordelia to franc

Thou hast her france, let her be thine, for we have no such daughter

Regan commenting on Lear’s condition to Goneril

Tis the infirmity of his age. Yet he hath ever but slenderly known himself.

Edmund stating his objective

Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land

Edgar when he is told that Gloucester is angry towards him

Some villain hath done me wrong

Edmund describing how gullible his brother and father are

A credulous father, and a brother noble, whose nature is so far from doing harm, that he suspects none; on whose foolish honesty my practice rides easy

What oswald refers to lear as when asked

my lady’s father

Lears curse on Goneril

Into her womb convey sterility. Dry up in her organs of increase

Lear, on filial ingratitude

Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous when thow showst thee in a child than a sea monster

Lear commenting on thankfullness

A thankless child

Goneril insulting Albany for pitying Lear

Milky Gentleness

Lear opening up to the fool on his regrest about Cordelia

I did her wrong

Lear fearing of insanity resulting from Goneril

O let me not be mad, not mad sweet heaven.