Lear: Thou think'st much that this contentious storm
Invades us to the skin: so 'tis to thee;
But where the greater malady is fix'd,
The lesser is scarce felt. Thou'dst shun a bear;
But if thy flight lay toward the roaring sea,
Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's
free
The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind
Doth from my senses take all feeling else
Save what beats there.
King Lear, Act 3, Scene 4
Invades us to the skin: so 'tis to thee;
But where the greater malady is fix'd,
The lesser is scarce felt. Thou'dst shun a bear;
But if thy flight lay toward the roaring sea,
Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's
free
The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind
Doth from my senses take all feeling else
Save what beats there.
King Lear, Act 3, Scene 4
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