 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 Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George ... - Page 291by William Shakespeare - 1807Full view - About this book
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 pages
...wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy belly full, spitfire, spout rain! ^Nor rain, wind, thunder, ftre, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with...call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure.— rHere I stand, your brave; A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1819 - 424 pages
...justify his resentment, believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy bellyful, spit fire, spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire,...you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure. —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 510 pages
...speeches," &c. is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughter's blessing ; here's a night pities neither wise men...kingdom, call'd you children. You owe me no subscription 3 ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 pages
...nuncle, in and ask thy daughters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor foolsLear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain! Nor...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ;4 why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 788 pages
...pathetic comparison -betwixt the severity of the tempest and of his daughters: Rumble thy belly full ! spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 414 pages
...at once, That make ingrateful man ! Fool. 6 nuncle, court holy-water 9 in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o'door. Good nuncle. in, and ask...fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull! spit fire! spout raia ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, tire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pages
...at once, That make ingTateful man f fool. O nuncle, court holy-water8 in a dry house s better than this rain-water out o'door. — Good nuncle, in and...Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Vor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, . never... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 422 pages
...at once, That make ingrateful man ! Fool. O, nuncle, court holy-water* in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o'door. — Good nuncle, in and...pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 572 pages
...daughter's blessing ! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription 6; why, then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 572 pages
...daughter's blessing ! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription6; why, then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm,... | |
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