Thou hast spoken right, 'tis true;
The wheel is come full circle: I am here. (5.3.12)
[…] O, she's dead!
Who dead? speak, man.
Your lady [Goneril], sir, your lady: and her sister
By her is poisoned; she hath confess'd it. (5.3.2)
ALBANY All friends shall taste
The wages of their virtue and all foes
The cup of their deservings. (5.3.30)