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I'll give you a hint for the King Lear one. It's from one of Lear's very last speeches. Grief-stricken, he has carried in the dead Cordelia, and it comes after 'Thou'llt come no more.'
And thinking about it, that particular line is in *trochaic* pentameter, not iambic.
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"Sit by the firelight's glow; tell us an old tale we know. Tell of adventures strange and rare; never to change, ever to share! Stories we tell will cast their spell, now and for always."
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