“ Alack, alack the day!”

 


Lear.  If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes. 

I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester. 

Thou must be patient; we came crying hither.

Thou know’st, the first time that we smell the air, 

We wawl and cry. 

I will preach to thee; mark. 


Glou Alack, alack the day! 


Lear.  When we are born, we cry that we are come 

To this great stage of fools . . . 

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Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Lear. Act 4, Scene 6

(Shakespeare died April 23, 1616.)

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