 O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain. Nor rain, wind,...  King Lear: A Tragedy in Five Acts - الصفحة 43بواسطة William Shakespeare - 1892 - عدد الصفحات: 77عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 638
...men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 654
...men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with...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... | |
 | John Thurston - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 176
...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... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1831 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - عدد الصفحات: 528
...! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with urikindncss, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ;' why then, let fall' Your horrible pleasure ; here 1 stand, your slave, Л poor, infirm, weak, nnd... | |
 | George Hamilton (Writer on art) - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 440
...elements, with unkinduess, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me 110 subscription ; why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand...infirm, weak, and despis'd old man : But yet I call yon servile ministers, That have, with two pernicious daughters join'd Your high engender'd battles,... | |
 | 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...spirit-stirring appeal, " I never gave you kingdoms, called you children, You owe me no subscription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure? here I stand your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man: — But yet I call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 534
...the same sense. I never gave you kingdom, called you children ; You owe me no subscription ; ' why, then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man. — But yet I call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters... | |
 | 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 608
...or reproachful communings with Nature often remind us, by their sublime intensity, of Lear : — ' I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never...call'd you children, You owe me no subscription.' Manfred's apostrophe is pitched in the same exalted key : — ' Ye toppling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - عدد الصفحات: 160
...with unkindncss. 15 I never gave you kingdom, called you children. You owe me no subscription. Why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man. But yet I call you servile ministers, 20 That have with two pernicious daughters... | |
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