ROCKIN’ IT FOR JESUS!. Nothing, nothing, Absolutely nothing! Nothing, nothing, Absolutely nothing!
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Nothing
1.CORDELIA
Nothing, my lord.
KING LEAR
Nothing!
CORDELIA
Nothing.
KING LEAR
Nothing will come of nothing: speak again. 1.1
2.KING LEAR
Right noble Burgundy,When she was dear to us, we did hold her so;But now her price is fall'n. Sir, there she stands:If aught within that little seeming substance,Or all of it, with our displeasure pieced,And nothing more, may fitly like your grace,She's there, and she is yours. 1.1
3.KING LEAR
Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm. 1.1
4.GLOUCESTER
What paper were you reading?
EDMUND
Nothing, my lord.
GLOUCESTER
No? What needed, then, that terrible dispatch ofit into your pocket? the quality of nothing hathnot such need to hide itself. Let's see: come,if it be nothing, I shall not need spectacles. 1.2
5.GLOUCESTER
These late eclipses in the sun and moon portendno good to us . . .
. . . Find out this villain, Edmund; it shalllose thee nothing; do it carefully. And thenoble and true-hearted Kent banished! hisoffence, honesty! 'Tis strange. 1.2
6.EDMUND
Brother, I advise you to the best; go armed: Iam no honest man if there be any good meaningtowards you: I have told you what I have seenand heard; but faintly, nothing like the imageand horror of it: pray you, away. 1.2
7.KENT
This is nothing, fool.
Fool
Then 'tis like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer; yougave me nothing for't. Can you make no use ofnothing, nuncle?
KING LEAR
Why, no, boy; nothing can be made out of nothing. 1.4
8.Fool
I marvel what kin thou and thy daughters are:they'll have me whipped for speaking true,. . .
. . . ; thou hast pared thy wit o' both sides,and left nothing i' the middle: here comes one o'the parings. 1.4
9.Fool
Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need tocare for her frowning; now thou art an O without afigure: I am better than thou art now; I am a fool,thou art nothing. To GONERIL
Yes, forsooth, I will hold my tongue; so your facebids me, though you say nothing. Mum, mum,He that keeps nor crust nor crum,Weary of all, shall want some. 1.4
10.EDMUND
. . . have you nothing saidUpon his party 'gainst the Duke of Albany?Advise yourself. 2.1
11.KENT
A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; abase, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited,
. . . and art nothing butthe composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar,and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch 2.2
12.OSWALD
Away! I have nothing to do with thee. 2.2
13.KENT
Good king, that must approve the common saw,
. . . Nothing almost sees miraclesBut misery: I know 'tis from Cordelia, 2.2
14.EDGAR
I heard myself proclaim'd;And by the happy hollow of a tree
. . . Poor Turlygod! poor Tom!That's something yet: Edgar I nothing am. 2.3
15.Gentleman
Contending with the fretful element:Bids the winds blow the earth into the sea,
. . . and make nothing of; 3.1
16.KING LEAR
No, I will be the pattern of all patience;I will say nothing. 3.2
17.GLOUCESTER
Go to; say you nothing. 3.3
18.KING LEAR
What, have his daughters brought him to this pass?Couldst thou save nothing? Didst thou give them all? 3.4
19.KING LEAR
Death, traitor! nothing could have subdued natureTo such a lowness but his unkind daughters. 3.4
20.EDGAR
Yet better thus, and known to be contemn'd,Than still contemn'd and flatter'd.
. . . The wretch that thou hast blown unto the worstOwes nothing to thy blasts. But who comes here? 4.1
21.EDGAR
You're much deceived: in nothing am I changedBut in my garments. 4.6
22.EDGAR
Sit you down, father; rest youLet's see these pockets: the letters that he speaks ofMay be my friends. . . .
. . . There is nothing done. 4.6
23.EDGAR
You're much deceived: in nothing am I changedBut in my garments. 4.6
24.ALBANY
Thou art arm'd, Gloucester: let the trumpet sound:If none appear to prove upon thy headThy heinous, manifest, and many treasons,There is my pledge;
Throwing down a glove
I'll prove it on thy heart,Ere I taste bread, thou art in nothing lessThan I have here proclaim'd thee. 5.3