Monologue

Edmund Monologue from King Lear

From King Lear by William Shakespeare

male · dark · 42 sec

I hear my father coming:—pardon me; In cunning I must draw my sword upon you: Draw: seem to defend yourself: now quit you well. Yield: come before my father. Light, ho, here! Fly, brother. Torches, torches!—So farewell. Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion Of my more fierce endeavour: I have seen drunkards Do more than this in sport. Father, father! Stop, stop! No help? Enter Gloucester and Servants with torches.

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