LEAR And my poor fool323 is hanged! No, no, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou’lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you undo this button: thank you, sir327. Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips, Look there, look there! He dies EDGAR He faints! My lord, my lord! KENT Break, heart, I prithee, break. EDGAR Look up, my lord. KENT Vex not his ghost333: O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack334 of this tough world Stretch him out longer335.
