...full ! spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom,...call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand your slave ; A poor, infirm, weak, and despised...

...bellyfull! spit fire! spout raia ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, tire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I 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 despis'd...

...bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I 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 despis'd...

...is certainly here a general resemblance to such passages in Shakspeare as — " I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure?" The restoration of the king to reason is the point at...

...beflyfull! Spit, fire ! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I 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 despis'd...

...plough'd by moments, not by years ; And hours — all tortured into ages — hours Which 1 outlive ! Ye toppling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o erwhelming, come and crush me ! I hear ye momently above, beneath, Crash with a frequent conflict...

...Blow ! winds, and crack your cheeks, • * • • • I tax not you, ye elements, with uukindness, aldwin, Cradock, and Joy : why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand your slave— A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...

...general resemblance to such passages in Shakspeare as — " I tax not you, you elements, with unkindncss, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ?" The restoration of the king to reason is the point at...

...fire! Nor rain, wind, thunder, tire, are my daughters; I tax not you, you elements, with unkiudiiess, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription j|; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and...

...ploughed by moments, not by year* : And hours — all tortured into ages — hours Which I outlive ! — Ye toppling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches, whom a breath...o'erwhelming, come and crush me! I hear ye momently above, beneaIh, Crash with a frequent conflict ; but ye pass, And only fall on things which still would live...