For this play we had to show the drastic changes in the fortunes of the old King Lear. He begins with a gorgeous crown and robe, but wanders the heath during the storm scene wearing rags. Later (Act 4 Scene 6), Shakespeare has Lear enter crowned with wild flowers. For this production we also had some wonderful armor made for the battle scenes.
Lear: Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
You cataracts and hurricanes, spout
Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks! (3.2.1-2)
Gloucester: As flies to wanton boys, are we to th'Gods
They kill us for their sport. (4.1.36-37)
Lear: Thorough tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,
And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks;
Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw does pierce it. (4.6.162-65)
Edgar: Men must endure
Their going hence even as their coming hither.
Ripeness is all. (5.2.9-11)
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