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...full! spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom,...slave; A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man! The storm continuing with equal violence, he drops for a moment the consideration of his own miseries,...

...full ! spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom,...slave ; A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man ! The storm continuing with equal violence, he drops for a moment the consideration of his own miseries,...

...! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindncss ; . I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children; You owe me no subscription. Then lei fill Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand your slave ; A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man...

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...elements, with unkindness, [ never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ;' why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and clopis'c! old man : — But yet I call vou servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters...

...Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ;" why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...

...Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never...call'd you children, You owe me no subscription;° why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...

...II. Lear. What's he, that hath so much thy place mistook, To set thee here ? Act II. Seme IV. Lear. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...

...with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure — Here I stand, your slave ; A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man : — But yet I call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters...