lear 0.2.0

Prints a random passage from King Lear. For when you meant to type "clear"
Documentation
[
    {
        "Heading": {
            "act": "Act II",
            "scene": "Scene III",
            "setting": "A wood.",
            "staging": "Enter EDGAR"
        }
    },
    {
        "Dialogue": {
            "character": "EDGAR",
            "act": 2,
            "scene": 3,
            "start": 1,
            "end": 21,
            "lines": [
                {
                    "text": "I heard myself proclaim'd;"
                },
                {
                    "text": "And by the happy hollow of a tree"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Escaped the hunt. No port is free; no place,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "That guard, and most unusual vigilance,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Does not attend my taking. Whiles I may 'scape,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "I will preserve myself: and am bethought"
                },
                {
                    "text": "To take the basest and most poorest shape"
                },
                {
                    "text": "That ever penury, in contempt of man,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Brought near to beast: my face I'll grime with filth;"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Blanket my loins: elf all my hair in knots;"
                },
                {
                    "text": "And with presented nakedness out-face"
                },
                {
                    "text": "The winds and persecutions of the sky."
                },
                {
                    "text": "The country gives me proof and precedent"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Strike in their numb'd and mortified bare arms"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary;"
                },
                {
                    "text": "And with this horrible object, from low farms,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Poor pelting villages, sheep-cotes, and mills,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Sometime with lunatic bans, sometime with prayers,"
                },
                {
                    "text": "Enforce their charity. Poor Turlygod! poor Tom!"
                },
                {
                    "text": "That's something yet: Edgar I nothing am."
                },
                {
                    "direction": "Exit"
                }
            ]
        }
    }
]