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LEARDoes any here know me? This is not Lear.Does Lear walk thus? Speak thus? Where are his eyes?Either his notion weakens, his discerningsAre lethargied. Ha! Waking? 'Tis not so.Who is it that can tell me who I am?FOOLLear's shadow.LEAR Your name, fair gentlewoman?GONERILThis admiration, sir, is much o'th'savorOf other your new pranks. I do beseech youTo understand my purposes aright.As you are old and reverend, should be wise.Here do you keep a hundred knights and squires, Men so disordered, so debauched and bold, That this our court, infected with their manners, Shows like a riotous inn. Epicurism and lustMakes it more like a tavern or a brothelThan a graced palace. The shame itself doth speakFor instant remedy. Be then desiredBy her, that else will take the thing she begs, A little to disquantity your train, And the remainders that shall still dependTo be such men as may besort your age, Which know themselves, and you.LEAR Darkness and devils!Saddle my horses. Call my train tog

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