Saturday, January 31, 2004

Lear Posted here Saturday, January 31, 2004 at 1:22:19 PM     Lear's rousing summons to Cordelia, regardless of their fallen state. "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 wall'd prison, packs and sets of great ones / That ebb and flow by the moon." ********