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" 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... "
The Quarterly Review - الصفحة 369
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., المجلد 9

William Shakespeare - 1803
...bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : 1 tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription;1 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare, المجلد 8

William Shakespeare - 1804
...bellyfull 1 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...

The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the ..., المجلد 9

William Shakespeare - 1805
...bellyfull! 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;1 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., المجلد 8

William Shakespeare - 1805
...bellyfull! 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;1 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, العدد 13

William Shakespeare - 1806
...bellyfull ! 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 subscription51; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm,...

The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., المجلد 9

William Shakespeare - 1807
...bellyfull ! 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...

The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and ..., المجلد 14

William Shakespeare - 1809
...bellyfull ! 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 ;s why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...

Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King Lear

William Shakespeare - 1811
...bellyfull! 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;1 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm,...

Cymbeline

William Shakespeare - 1811
...! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : 1 tax not you, you elements, with uukindness, 1 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...

The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, المجلد 8

William Shakespeare - 1812
...bellyfull ! 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...




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