Reading Shakespeare in Performance: King Lear

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Fairleigh Dickinson Univ Press, 1991 - 245 strán (strany)
This work attempts to bring together the divided commitments of academics and theater people. Its method is threefold: scrutinizing the text for signals that may guide production, identifying and analyzing those moments that represent textual and performance cruces, and looking at ways in which performance interprets text by focusing on King Lear.

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A Note about Texts 915
11
1 1
25
1 4 and 2 4
65
3 6
91
4 6
105
5 3
122
5 3
135
Conclusion
158
Appendix on the BBC and Granada Productions
172
Index
241
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Strana 66 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her...
Strana 27 - Why have my sisters husbands , if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him , half my care and duty : Sure , 1 shall never marry like my sisters , To love my father all.
Strana 73 - Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, 'faith. I pray, weep not: If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Strana 140 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth. — Lend me a looking-glass ; If that her breath will mist or stain the stone, Why, then she lives.
Strana 109 - What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his base into the sea, And there assume some other horrible form, Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason...
Strana 107 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Strana 105 - tis seen, Our means secure us, and our mere defects Prove our commodities. Oh! dear son Edgar, The food of thy abused father's wrath; Might I but live to see thee in my touch, I'd say I had eyes again. OLD MAN How now! Who's there ? EDGAR (aside.) 0 Gods! Who is't can say 'I am at the worst'?
Strana 183 - Get thee glass eyes ; And, like a scurvy politician, seem To see the things thou dost not.
Strana 141 - This feather stirs; she lives! If it be so, It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows That ever I have felt.

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