Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least;
Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound
Reverbs no hollowness.
Kent, on thy life, no more.
My life I never held but as a pawn
To wage against thy enemies; nor fear to lose it,
Thy safety being the motive.
Out of my sight! (1.1.8)
[…] if this letter speed,
And my invention thrive, Edmund the base
Shall top the legitimate. I grow; I prosper: (1.2.1)
Who is it that can tell me who I am?
Lear's shadow. (1.4.34)