king Lear (Annotated)

by William Shakespeare

[Aside] Then poor Cordelia! And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's More richer than my tongue.

Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty According to my bond; nor more nor less.

Peace be with Burgundy! Since that respects of fortune are his love, I shall not be his wife.

The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes Cordelia leaves you: I know you what you are; And like a sister am most loath to call Your faults as they are named.