1 Then let them anatomize Regan; see what breeds about her heart.
2 It is his hand, my lord; but I hope his heart is not in the contents.
3 Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's sorry yet for thee.
4 And here's another, whose warp'd looks proclaim What store her heart is made on.
5 Let not the creaking of shoes nor the rustling of silks betray thy poor heart to woman.
6 Let it fall rather, though the fork invade The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly When Lear is mad.
7 I have a letter guessingly set down, Which came from one that's of a neutral heart, And not from one oppos'd.
8 Now a little fire in a wild field were like an old lecher's heart, a small spark, all the rest on's body cold.
9 Safer than trust too far: Let me still take away the harms I fear, Not fear still to be taken: I know his heart.
10 Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty According to my bond; no more nor less.
11 The man that makes his toe What he his heart should make Shall of a corn cry woe, And turn his sleep to wake.
12 False of heart, light of ear, bloody of hand; hog in sloth, fox in stealth, wolf in greediness, dog in madness, lion in prey.
13 The sea, with such a storm as his bare head In hell-black night endur'd, would have buoy'd up, And quench'd the stelled fires; Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens to rain.
14 In my true heart I find she names my very deed of love; Only she comes too short, that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys Which the most precious square of sense possesses, And find I am alone felicitate In your dear highness' love.
15 A serving-man, proud in heart and mind; that curled my hair; wore gloves in my cap; served the lust of my mistress' heart, and did the act of darkness with her; swore as many oaths as I spake words, and broke them in the sweet face of heaven.
16 If it shall please you to suspend your indignation against my brother till you can derive from him better testimony of his intent, you should run a certain course; where, if you violently proceed against him, mistaking his purpose, it would make a great gap in your own honour, and shake in pieces the heart of his obedience.
17 Let it be so, thy truth then be thy dower: For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate and the night; By all the operation of the orbs, From whom we do exist and cease to be; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee from this for ever.
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