The Death of Cordelia.details

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.”