 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
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 pages
...Samples. § Companion. || Quick as thought. IT Avant. ** A proverbial phrase for fair words. Lear. Bumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain,...You owe me no subscription ; * why then, let fall Tour horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man : —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 pages
...'sa nigbt pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain I wonders its. To-day called you children ; You owe me no subscription : why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1854 - 480 pages
...at once, That make ingrateful man ! Fool. O nuncle, court holy-water3 in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o'door. — Good nuncle, in and...are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkiridness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription;4 why then,... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1855 - 498 pages
...resentment, believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy bellyfall, spit fire, spent rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters....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. Here... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1856 - 518 pages
...depth and fury of his despair, complains to the warring elements of the ingratitude of his daughters. Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...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 despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 824 pages
...here 'sa night pities neither wise nor fools. LEAR. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain I Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters :...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 despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 630 pages
...better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughter's Messing : here 's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble...elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdom, called you children ; You owe me no subscription : why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 730 pages
...'sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain 1 Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters :...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 despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 752 pages
...in a dry house 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 : then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, * — who THAT fellow is] So the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1859 - 662 pages
...daughter's blessing: here 'sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble- thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, .rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...you kingdom, call'd you children, »You owe me no subscription:s then, let fall 1. ie in seeking whom, you shall use your endeavours in that direction,... | |
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