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The Death of Cordelia. more
The men, the soldiers, look on anxiously and sad King Lear clutches the dying Cordelia to his breast.
Passages From The Poets: The Death of Cordelia.
Drawn by J. Franklin.
Engraved by G. P. Nicholls.
Lear. “Howl, howl, howl, howl!—O you are men of stones;
Had I your tongues and eyes, I’d use them so
That heaven’s vault should crack:—O, she is 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.”