Fortunately for the reader, Cordelia is even more headstrong than she is self-obsessed.
Loyal to her father and bound to the sea, Cordelia wants nothing more than to be acknowledged as truly worth of the Kings name.
For her part, Cordelia ruminates endlessly about the family legacy and her place in it.
As Cordelia learns, the myths that define us are finally meant to be defied, too.
After this enters Lear with the dead Cordelia in his arms, altho he is more than eighty years old and ill.
She looked so beseechingly at us, and so like my own little Cordelia, by God!
Only Cordelia noticed the odd smile he gave as he spoke, and she did not know what it meant.
Meet Cordelia and talk to her, meet Elizabeth and talk to her.
"T-that's why," stuttered Cordelia, smiling through tear-wet eyes.
Cordelia is to have it free and clear, but I am to invest it for her.