 | William Shakespeare - 1798
...? How fares your majefty ? Lear. You dome wrong to takemeouto'thegravc: Thou art a foul in blif's ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own...Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit,! know: When did you die? Cer. Still, ftill, far wide ! Phif.. He's fcarce awake ; let him alone awhile.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800
...fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave:— Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803
...fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave: — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804
...fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave: — Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805
...? ie bare-beaded. Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave: — Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805
...(poor perdu !) ; Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806
...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die1?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807
...fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808
...distempered, and his pain exquisite ; You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave. Thou art a soul in bliss ! but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten !• ad — — — — When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808
...and his pain exquisite ; You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave. Thou art a soul in bliss ! Inn I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears ' • Do scald like molten lead < When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her, he replies, You... | |
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tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. 
