1 Sirrah, come on; go along with us.
2 Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.
3 My Regan counsels well: come out o the storm.
4 Nay, then, come on, and take the chance of anger.
5 I'll never care what wickedness I do, If this man come to good.
6 With you, goodman boy, if you please: come, I'll flesh ye; come on, young master.
7 If you come slack of former services, You shall do well; the fault of it I'll answer.
8 Her boat hath a leak, And she must not speak Why she dares not come over to thee.
9 She that herself will sliver and disbranch From her material sap, perforce must wither And come to deadly use.
10 Now, banish'd Kent, If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemn'd, So may it come, thy master, whom thou lov'st, Shall find thee full of labours.
11 I have this present evening from my sister Been well inform'd of them; and with such cautions That if they come to sojourn at my house, I'll not be there.
12 Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's i the town; Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers What we are come about, and by no means Will yield to see his daughter.
13 Go tell the Duke and's wife I'd speak with them, Now, presently: bid them come forth and hear me, Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum Till it cry sleep to death.
14 Put on what weary negligence you please, You and your fellows; I'd have it come to question: If he distaste it, let him to our sister, Whose mind and mine, I know, in that are one, Not to be overruled.
15 If, till the expiration of your month, You will return and sojourn with my sister, Dismissing half your train, come then to me: I am now from home, and out of that provision Which shall be needful for your entertainment.
16 Go in with me: my duty cannot suffer T'obey in all your daughters' hard commands; Though their injunction be to bar my doors, And let this tyrannous night take hold upon you, Yet have I ventur'd to come seek you out, And bring you where both fire and food is ready.
17 But I'll not chide thee; Let shame come when it will, I do not call it: I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot, Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove: Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure: I can be patient; I can stay with Regan, I and my hundred knights.
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